My breath snagged as my eyes traced her... grace like a huntress, beauty that pulled the eye. Jealousy stabbed sharp, leaving me small and hollow.
Then Callum cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Nice to meet you, Patricia," he said, extending a hand.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Callum," Patricia replied warmly, shaking his hand.
I forced a smile, trying to hide the knot in my stomach. "Welcome, Patricia. It's nice to meet you."
Patricia smiled back, extending her hand. "Likewise, Riley. Logan has mentioned you."
I shook her hand, masking the unease twisting inside me. My wolf whined softly, sensing the old pull toward Logan that I had no right to feel anymore.
"I hope he said only good things," I replied lightly with a forced smile, though my gaze flicked to Logan.
His eyes, once full of fire for me, now held a guarded chill. The space between us was a reminder of the years and the hurt I had caused.
