The Wolf Who Shouldn’t Love
The Red Fang forces fell back, disoriented and defeated, and the forest seemed to breathe again, alive and protective.
Thalen pulled her close, golden eyes smoldering. “We survived,” he murmured, lips brushing the top of her head in a fleeting, intimate spark. “And nothing… nothing will stop us when we are together.”
Aella leaned against him, breath ragged, body trembling from exertion and the heat that coursed between them. “Always,” she whispered, heart hammering. “Always together.”
But in the shadows, unseen eyes watched. A new threat was stirring, ancient and patient, and the Dominion’s fate was far from secured. Yet for a moment, amidst silver light and stolen touches, Aella and Thalen’
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