Dagger of the Blood Moon
I mumble, the old habit slipping out before I can catch it.
He crosses the room in three strides, closing the distance until I can feel the heat radiating off him. His hand rises, brushing a loose strand of auburn hair behind my ear, fingertips lingering against my skin. The touch sparks warmth that races down my spine, and Aria purrs louder, the sound almost audible now. “No more ‘Alpha,’ Liora,” he says, voice dropping low, his breath brushing my ear. “Call me Kai. You’re not just pack. You’re…” He hesitates, grey eyes searching mine, the unspoken truth—true mate—hanging heavy and electric between us.
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