THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN MATE
Kaelen.
He looked different than before. Bigger. Darker. His black eyes seemed to swallow the light around him, pulling it into his endless, hungry gaze. His skin was pale, almost translucent, stretched tight over sharp bones. Behind him, a sea of wolves waited—silent, patient, ready.
He smiled.
"Sera," he said, my name rolling off his tongue like honey and poison. "You look... powerful. The bond suits you."
I didn't answer. I just drew my blade and stepped forward. Draven moved with me, his body aligned with mine, his presence a wall of heat at my side.