Back then, she had been a lovesick fool, hoping he might notice her if she tried harder, so she paid attention to every rumor or news about him, his feats, his victories, his ferocity.
She knew of the countless times he had gone on killing frenzies in the enemy territory, earning him a notorious reputation that inspired fear in many.
But Addison didn't fear him. Instead, she admired his strength, the kind of strength that made him a living nightmare for his enemies, a presence that alone could instill terror the moment his name was mentioned. That, she realized, was an achievement in itself.
Seeing that Addison was entrusting him with this task, Zion broke into a smile. Even Shura, his wolf, couldn't contain its joy, leaping excitedly within his mind. Overcome with emotion, Zion took two quick strides toward Addison, wrapped her in a firm embrace, and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head.
