Ravyn couldn't stop the memories from creeping in, no matter how hard he tried to bury them. The images, the videos of Voren and Seraphine together flashed through his mind like something determined to haunt him, refusing to fade no matter how much he forced himself to focus on something else.
Still, he pushed it down.
There were more urgent things to deal with.
'Let him in. I'm at the pack house,' he responded through the mindlink.
It didn't take long.
A few minutes later, footsteps echoed through the hallway before Voren walked into the kitchen, only to stop short the second he took in the scene in front of him.
"Ravyn… are you cooking?" he asked, his brows pulling together in clear disbelief as his gaze swept across the counter. "What happened to the maids?"
