SLOAN
I laid with my cheek pressed to Valen’s chest, his calm breathing luring me into sleep. I’d never felt so comfortable in my life. His arm rested in the small of my back, and his neck sported my fresh mark.
My head couldn’t wrap around everything that happened. It was so hard to reconcile that I was mated and marked by the man I had been hell-bent on hating since joining this pack. My wolf was a different story. She was ecstatic.
I had been too nervous when I returned to the packhouse and hadn’t even come to his room at first. It had felt so different in his office with all the tension between us. When I finally mustered the courage to enter his bedroom, I became more curious about him.
Over the months I spent working for him, I learned things like how he preferred his steak or
