“Well, what do we have here?”The voice came from somewhere above me, rich and warm with just a hint of amusement. I tried to lift my head from the forest floor, but my body wouldn't cooperate. Three days of walking with no food had finally caught up with me.“Please,” I murmured, my throat dry from thirst. “Don't hurt me.”Footsteps crunched through the fallen leaves, getting closer. “Hurt you? Little wolf, you're half-dead already. What would be the point?”Strong hands rolled me onto my back, and I found myself staring up at the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. Dark hair fell across his forehead, and his eyes were the color of storm clouds—gray with flecks of silver. He was massive, easily six-and-a-half feet, with shoulders that could carry the world.But it was his scent that made my breath catch. Pine and rain and something else. Something familiar.“What's your name?” His voice had gone softer, almost uncertain.“Kaia.” my voice barely above a whisper.Those storm-gray eyes we
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