Bab 56: Conference Room

In the private conference room, Graeme was scanning over all of the information he had already known about the details leading up to the murder of his parents. The events of that day—what drove them to leave pack land together and expose themselves to a risk of attack. He gulped and tried harder to focus, but it was difficult. Whenever it came to these details, his mind instinctually moved to protect itself by diverting to something less traumatizing. And this room wasn't helping. It seemed to fog his senses even more.

For some reason, the thought of how August's hair scattered in the wind assailed him, and he found himself daydreaming about his mate—the one the Moon Goddess had chosen for him. He wanted to run his hands through her hair and pull her into him…