SETTLED

Atlas took a hesitant step toward her.

Outside, the wind had picked up. Leaves and thick, rich patches of soil blew around in gusts and spurts.

The air had smelled wet and ripe, as though it was about to rain.

“I want you. Only you,” Atlas said. His eyes were sincere … sincere enough that Atlas believed him. “More than anything. But I have to ensure that the council approves of our relationship first.”

“Why?”

Elena settled into the rocking chair next to the baby’s bed.

Marigold was still awake but allowed Elena to cradle her. It was as if the baby knew Elena needed to hold her.

“Because,” Atlas leaned against the changing table, “the council rarely approves of bears and humans mixing. Socially and … romantically.”

“Is it really that big of a deal?” Elena found the strength to ask Timber, who crossed his arms over his chest.

“It isn’t to me. But the bear council wants us to keep our bloodlines pure. They believe that mating with humans is physically impossible, and even if it were poss