The phantom heat of Connor’s touch still simmered beneath my skin, making my inner wolf feel as though she were possessed by a celestial fire. Last night, in the quiet sanctuary of the Vale Hills Estate, he had nearly unraveled me. His hands, usually so steady and commanding, had explored the curve of my waist with a hunger he’d suppressed for an eternity."Connor," I had whispered, my breath hitching, "if the bond bites a little..."He had stilled instantly, pulling back to press a final, lingering kiss to my brow. "Tomorrow is your rebirth, Ava," he’d rumbled, his gold eyes glowing in the dark. "A Queen needs her rest before she hunts."The next morning, the air at the Elm Grove ritual was thick with the scent of cheap chemicals and desperation. Blake was already there, pacing like a mangy cur. He wasn't there to support me; he was there to ensure I publicly licked Riley’s wounds."Don't forget the script, Ava," he hissed, cornering me in the dressing room. "End the rumors. Tell the
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