Blood And Desire
Jada nodded, her face unreadable, as Scarlett clutched the gown, her heart pounding with rage and fear, as Dravonia’s Lycan awaited.
Winter stood in his vast chamber, the firelight casting flickering shadows across the walls, his black cloak discarded over a chair. The weight of the day’s court lingered in his storm-gray gaze as he stared out the balcony, the night air sharp with frost, the open balcony letting in a chill that carried the scent of snow. A sharp knock broke the silence, and Jada’s voice followed, steady but deferential. “Alpha Winter, I’ve brought a woman for your bed tonight.”
His lips twitched, a low rumble in his chest. “Enter,” he commanded, turning slightly, his broad fr
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