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(Caius)
The corridor was quiet at this hour. She walked beside me without hesitation and I matched her pace and said nothing because there was nothing that needed saying. The decision had been made and the words had been said and what came next was simply the walking toward it, which was sometimes the most important part of anything. Vorak was close to the surface and not doing a particularly good job of hiding it but he was holding and so was I.
The firelight from the lower hall stretched across the stone beneath our feet while Ashcrest settled deeper into the night around us. Most wolves had already returned to their quarters by now and the few guards still stationed through the corridors lowered their heads the second they saw us approaching. Isla noticed it. I felt the shift in her attention every time another wolf stepped aside for her without hesitation.
She stayed calm through all of it.
Not distant.
Just certain.
Vorak moved beneath my skin again.
‘I’m proud of her.’
The words caught me off guard enough that I nearly looked away from Isla entirely.
Because he meant it.
Not as her mate.
As a wolf watching another wolf finally stand fully inside herself.
We reached the door to my quarters a few moments later and I felt Isla pause beside me
once I opened it. Not uncertainty. Awareness maybe. The understanding that this moment
mattered more than either of us was putting into words.
I looked toward her quietly afterward.
“You can still change your mind.”
Her eyes lifted toward mine immediately.
“I know.”
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The answer came calmly.
Then she stepped past me and entered the room first.
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The door shut softly behind us once we stepped inside my quarters. Isla walked further into the room while I stayed near the entrance for one extra second watching her quietly. She looked entirely too natural standing there now.
Vorak noticed too.
‘She’s already treating this like home.’
That settled somewhere heavier inside me than it should have.
Not because of the room itself.
This place was temporary. Ashcrest still had unfinished business buried inside its walls and once that was dealt with we’d return to Wraithborne where she actually belonged beside me.
Isla turned toward me afterward once she noticed I hadn’t moved.
“What?”
“You look comfortable here.”
A small pause followed.
“I think I’m comfortable because you’re here,” she said quietly.
That affected me more than it should have.
Not because she sounded emotional saying it.
Because she didn’t.
She sounded certain.
I crossed further into the room afterward before stopping near her again.
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