Bound to the Lycan King
When I’d seen that man – no, that insect – touching her and trying to kiss her, all my illusions of this being a smooth, bloodless evening flooded away.
Blaze had taken over. For once, I hadn’t tried to hold him back.
I hadn’t been unconscious like I normally was when he took over, either. I’d encouraged him in our mind, told him to hit the other wolf harder, had cheered when his blood started to shed.
And when Mira had touched us to bring us back…
Her touch was like cool spring water after being lost in a desert. It refreshed me, but it chilled me to my bones too.
She’s even gone so far as to give me an out with the alphas and lunas. She’d tried so hard to turn around the evening to our adv