"Absolutely not,” I hiss at Heath, not two hours later.
“She wants to stay in Fallen Leaf,” Heath says, still looking lovestruck.
“The customs are clear. She’s a Healer, you are a Gamma. You outrank her, so she moves to Roaring River. That’s how this works.”
“I know,” he says, looking at me pleadingly, “but she’s barely ever left her pack territory. She commuted to medical school in Portland, she’s never lived anywhere else. She doesn’t want to start now.”
“And I’m sympathetic to that,” I say, “but Heath, I need you as my Gamma. You know that.”
He begins to pace a bit, frantically. He turns on his heel at one end of the room, a large and spacious bedroom that has been prepared for Elijah and I. He paces back, turning again when he reaches the door. He continues like this for several
