Previous chapter:
Chapter 36
Next chapter:
Chapter 38
PREVIEW
... senses, drowning out the coppery tang of Finn’s blood still in my mouth, the stink of his fear.
Aria. Her heat.
Fenrir surged forward, a tidal wave of possessiveness and raw, primal hunger.
I fought him, hard. My human mind screamed caution. She was hurt. Bruised. Terrified. Fresh from Finn’s attack. This wasn’t the time. It couldn’t be. I took a step back, my massive wolf body trembling with the effort of control.
The shift ripped through me, bones cracking, fur ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























