“If you think you can use my shadow to sting the Nightfang Pack and then scurry off into the dark, human, you have miscalculated,” Lucien murmured.His voice vibrated against the shell of my ear, heavy with the terrifying alpha authority that usually made lesser wolves drop to their knees. The sheer wall of his chest pinned my plush, soft curves flat against the leather interior of the vehicle, his towering frame cutting off every breath in my lungs. His skin radiated a scorching, feverish heat, the distinct, woodsy musk of the Silverclaw royal line filling the small space and making my head spin. I was frozen, my human heart hammering wildly against my ribs like a trapped bird while his eyes flashed a deadly, luminous amber in the dim light.He reached out with terrifying slowness, his thick, claw-tipped fingers brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear. His lips hovered a breath away from my flushed cheek.“You turned me into your personal weapon against Rowan, Freya,” he growled,
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