till, eyes half-closed, letting the sensation wash over her. But then her hand moved to her wrist

stranger's grip from the night before

oed in her bones. In one, he had stood before her in the moonlight, shirtless, his scars catching t

gold. But even that light couldn't chase away the chill in her chest. Some

round the kitchen, the faint clatter of

aid without looking up when A

ut her hands shook ever so slightly. She tried to keep her tone casual, though her heart was

moment-just enough for Amelia to noti

tive to things. Remember that time you reacted to lavender soa

surrounded by a faint ring of fire still glowed faintly beneath her hoodie sleeve. It wasn't th

night-but an invisible thread seemed to pull her there. No matter how much she tried to resist, her fee

the birdsong faded, replaced by an almost tangible hum i

hough something about it felt... familiar. The air was thick with a

echoed from

moved between the trees-l

him-the man from last night. His silver eyes locked onto hers, sharp and unyielding. His shirt was g

ce a deep growl that seemed to vibrat

have run, but something kept her roo

er. And then another. Each movemen

in his tone. "But now that you carry the Alpha's mark..." His gaze droppe

eat blooming in her c

the warmth of his breath. His eyes-once sil

rfang Pack. And you, little flame,