Chapter 76. Rituals of the Bond

Shit, shit, shit… Elizabeth’s mind was in complete chaos. She’d been so focused on helping me heal that she’d entirely forgotten we weren’t alone. Voices and movement drifted in from the living room—our packmates, no doubt—gathered just beyond the closed door. My own head was still fuzzy, but I caught enough scents to identify Noah, Liam, Jade, and Skyler. They hadn’t actually seen us in the throes of passion, but wolves were famous for their acute hearing. Every moan, every whispered word, every rustle of linens had broadcast our coupling in vivid detail.

I scooped up the discarded sheet from the floor and draped it over Elizabeth’s trembling shoulders, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her neck. “Quiet now,” I murmured softly. “It’s going to be okay.”

She pushed out a breath, lips thinning with worry. “Easy for you to say,” she replied, her voice tight. “You do remember that’s Liam we have