I skidded to a halt, whipping my head around.
Emerging from the misted darkness, muscles rippling under his dark black coat, was a massive wolf with familiar cold, violet, furious eyes.
Ronan.
His wolf form stood tall, blocking my path, the raw fury in his gaze making me hold my breath.
He found me.
SERAPHINA
I wanted to avoid it. I truly did. I wanted to avoid Ronan tonight, but it seemed destiny had other plans for us.
Still, I didn’t back down. I never had. I never would.
Every instinct inside me screamed-to shift, to fight-because deep down, I knew this Alpha was here to kill me.
I squared my shoulders and met Ronan’s wolf stare head-on.
” know now,” I rasped, my voice slicing through the heavy silence. “It wasn’t Asher who touched me.”
His ears twitched sharply, his body going rigid.
“I made a mistake. No… I misunderstood,” I said, voice steady. “But I won’t explain myself. Whatever I say, you won’t believe it. It’ll sound Like an excuse-as if I’m afraid of fighting, of dying… of you.”
I lifted my chin higher and murmured, “So let’s end this quickly.”
I dropped into a fighting stance. “I have a hunt to finish after all.”
For a heartbeat, the forest froze.
i braced myself, ready for him to pounce, to attack-or worse. Instead, the Alpha took a step toward me.
Then another.
And another.
Closing the distance between us.
I stiffened.
What was he doing?
Then-
A blur of silver.
I barely had time to gasp before the black wolf lunged. His heavy body crashed into mine, slamming me hard against the damp earth.
A snarl tore from my lips, but it was already too late.
His massive paws pinned my wrists to the ground, his weight caging me in completely.
“What the!” I thrashed once, but froze when an unexpected heat touched my skin. Ronan’s body heat.
Pinned beneath him, my eyes locked with his, I found he was already staring at me with an intensity burning in his gaze that made my breath catch.
It was like he could see through me-through my disguise-past Seth, straight to the real me.
Seraphina.
And then…
The black wolf’s muzzle dipped low, dragging hotly down the curve of my neck, over the skin exposed by my ruined shirt.
My muscles tensed.
I clenched my fists, nerves rattling.
What was he doing?
He inhaled deeply, the low rumble of his growl vibrating straight through my chest.
Despite myself, my breathing hitched
Our eyes met again-and in that moment, the world fell away.
The heat.
The earth beneath me.
The looming danger.
None of it mattered.
It was just him and me.
Phina, usually dormant, cold, and unbothered by any male’s proximity, suddenly surged to life inside me.
She let out a soft, whimpering growl, shaking the iron walls I had built around her for so long.
No.
No, no, no.
But it was too late.
For the first time in my life, my wolf responded. To a male.
My body betrayed me, arching slightly beneath him, drawn to the raw, wild dominance radiating from him.
And Ronan noticed.
His violet eyes darkened
A low, primal rumble escaped his chest, sending a shiver through me.
I was suffocating under the close proximity, the maddening pull of him
-the way his scent, wild and furious, wrapped around me, binding tighter than any chain.
A scent I shouldn’t have even been able to pick up through the heavy perfume I wore… yet I did.
For the first time ever…..
I didn’t know if I wanted to break free.
What’s happening to me?
Confusion, fear, longing…they all collided inside me.
Just as the air between us crackled with something dark and dangerous, something neither of us could name, a violent roar tore through the forest.
jerked my head toward the sound, heart hammering.
A massive shadow crashed through the trees, charging toward us with terrifying speed.
Huge. Snarling.
“It’s a bear!” I yelled, as it barreled straight for us.
Ronan’s wolf moved first.
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