Dear Devil
she added, eyes glinting dangerously, “anyone who kills him will have a piece of me… all night. Nonstop. Until my heat ends.”
Her heat flared like molten lava, consuming every ounce of sanity in the room. Lust and obsession replaced reason in an instant. The male wolves, once subservient to Finn, shifted, their fangs bared, eyes blazing with bloodthirsty desire. In a heartbeat, they surged forward, claws and teeth aimed at him.
Yet, Finn remained, utterly unmoved, his posture commanding, his eyes devouring the darkness swirling in Vivica’s gaze, the hunger, the madness, the deadly intent.