Dagger of the Blood Moon
But we keep it silent, a vow we guard against the chaos swirling around us.
Kael’s laugh cuts through the tension like a blade, bright and unapologetic. She’s perched on the edge of the filing cabinet, legs swinging, amber eyes glinting with rogue mischief as she dodges a half-hearted swat from Dax. “You hiding love letters in those files, Alpha?” she chirps, voice husky and teasing. “Or are you just mooning over your new paperwork partner?”
Dax flushes, ears red, but his hand brushes hers anyway, the mate bond flaring obvious and warm. “Watch it, rogue girl,” he mutters, though there’s no real bite in it—only the restless heat of a wolf finally letting himself want.
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