Chapter 4

After all those years away, I really missed the private dining at The Hearth.

It was one of the few neutral restaurants in the Northern Pack territories, open to everyone. It always smelled like roasted meat and spices. Even my wolf remembered it.

My car broke down halfway there. I had to grab a taxi. I got out right in front of The Hearth's entrance.

The moment I stepped onto the curb, I saw a familiar figure emerge from the other side. The car door snicked open, and Cade stepped out of a black SUV.

He paused. Then, he lifted…