  &quot;Radar is our Papi. Every pack has a mature mentor. He s older than all of us, mid-thirties. He went to war as part of the Luna s guard. That scar on his face, he got by protecting her with his life, and it almost ended him. Goddamn silver and wolfsbane, I shudder to think. He s always been a slave to Sierra and never mated because his heart lies with her, devoted and loyal. It s kinda sad, to be that crushed on someone, even in their absence, you still pine them.&quot; Meadow is hushed, but the torn tone of real empathy drags through her voice, a hint of genuine pain for her pack mate.
  &quot;They had an affair?&quot; I gasp, my head spinning on that point alone, and I can t help but staring back at Radar in the people before us, seeing him in a whole new light. He s not exactly ugly or unattractive. That scar is obviously a major, but he has a nice face despite it, and a strong

  &quot;I should have found her a long time ago, before any of this. I should have looked harder, but I was young and stupid, and I believed my father when he said it was for the best.&quot; 
  Oh, for the love of God! I give up, eye-roll upwards at the Fates and mentally ask them if this is deliberate. I mean, when you decide to avoid a topic and they just keep pushing it between us like some sort of annoying sign, it grates a tiny bit.
  That heartbreak and rawness in his croaking tone, though, finally tell me how much his father s betrayal is screwing him up, and I focus all my energy on that and not the universe trying to make me smother him with his hoody. I instinctively wrap my arm around his; hoping contact will keep me from heinous beatings, and lean my head on his shoulder trying to blank them out. I really want to ease his pain as it flows through me and circles around my own 

  The warm sensation sliding around me and the sudden weightlessness I experience wakes me up before his voice does. A feeling of floating, as everything comes back to me, and my brain re-engages with my limbs as warm hands and body transfer heat to mine.
  &quot;Baby, we re here, wake up.&quot; Colton s honey tone slides over me as his scent submerges me in a cozy, firm hold, submerged in his delicious scent that makes me giddy, and I blink my eyes open to find myself in his arms while being scooped out of the truck as he stands by my door. The night is cloaking in around us, but the illumination from the front of me makes my eyes blurry as I try to adjust and screw them shut again quickly. Taking a moment to savor that in-between awake and dreaming state. He has me in his arms, pressing me to him, one under my legs and one around my back while my face is in against the crook of his thr

&quot;Radar is our Papi. Every pack has a mature mentor. He s older than all of us, mid-thirties. He went to war as part of the Luna s guard. That scar on his face, he got by protecting her with his life, and it almost ended him. Goddamn silver and wolfsbane, I shudder to think. He s always been a slave to Sierra and never mated because his heart lies with her, devoted and loyal. It s kinda sad, to be that crushed on someone, even in their absence, you still pine them.&quot; Meadow is hushed, but the torn tone of real empathy drags through her voice, a hint of genuine pain for her pack mate.
  &quot;They had an affair?&quot; I gasp, my head spinning on that point alone, and I can t help but staring back at Radar in the people before us, seeing him in a whole new light. He s not exactly ugly or unattractive. That scar is obviously a major, but he has a nice face despite it, and a strong, tall build, like Colton. The white eye, I guess, kind of makes him a little badass. In that rugged,

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