“Too bad though,” Mark murmured. “Shame we don’t have another excuse to get back onstage together.”
I hummed thoughtfully. “Shame. Could’ve shown them what else we can do.”
His breath brushed my neck as he leaned in, voice dropping. “Guess I’ll just have you all to myself, then.”
My wolf purred at that, and I smiled as I tipped my head back against his shoulder.
That sounded perfect.
16
ZACK
Iwas running through the town hall. I was late. Again.
My boots echoed against the polished floor as I cut down the corridor, skidding slightly around a corner and barely avoiding a collision with a startled pack member.
I muttered a quick apology and kept going. Outside the town hall, Cathy sat at her usual table, flipping through something on her tablet.
“Don’t run,” she said without looking up. “You’re late, not dying.”
I grinned, slowing to a walk as I reached for the door.
Inside, the pack meeting was already in progress. I scanned the crowd and my gaze landed instantly on the familiar line of a back, dark brown hair curling just slightly at the nape of his neck.
I didn’t need him to turn around to know it was Mark. I made my way down the row and slid into the empty seat beside him.
He smiled when he saw me, tugging his jacket off the chair he’d been saving on purpose.
“What did I miss?” I whispered.
He leaned closer. “Mostly the bridge construction.”
I fished a small packet of chips out of my bag, tearing it open quietly and nudging it toward him. He took a handful without hesitation, popping a couple into his mouth at once.
“That’s still not over?” I murmured.
Mark shook his head, chewing. “Apparently not.”
I glanced around, trying to gauge if I’d missed anything important, but Cooper was deep into an update about converting an old building at the far end of the compound into a new training facility for the pack’s future K9 unit.
I nodded along politely, though my mind was already wandering to other questions.
“Oh,” I said suddenly, lowering my voice again. “Did you ever hear back from the couple about the wedding set?”
Mark nodded easily. “Confirmed yesterday.”
“And the song list changes?” I asked.
“Already sent.”
I paused. “And the deposit?”
“Received.”
I leaned back in my chair, exhaling a quiet laugh as I popped another chip into my mouth. Of course he had.
Since New Year’s Eve, things had snowballed.
