BOUGHT BY THE BEAST
He inhaled deeply, drawing the mountain air and the lingering trace of scent into his lungs.
He smelled the scorched wood from my First Moon flare.
And he smelled Kieran.
The silver in his eyes didn't just burn... it turned murderous.
"He touched you," Caspian whispered. The voice didn't belong to a man. It was the low, vibrating growl of the Beast, vibrating through the floorboards. "You ran from my bed, out of my territory, straight into the camp of the male who sold you. And you let him put his hands on you?"