The aftershocks still tore through me, violent little tremors, but they weren’t fading. They were growing. My body wasn’t letting me come down, wasn’t giving me peace. Instead, the fire inside me burned higher, hotter, insatiable.
My wolf’s voice purred, dripping with hunger. "Finally. The real heat begins."
My pulse hammered in my ears. My skin was fevered. My thighs trembled, not from exhaustion but from want. And it terrified me.
Calder’s hand slid down my jaw, tilting my face up toward him. His eyes glowed - wolf-close, wild. “You feel it, don’t you?” His voice was steady, but there was heat under it, restrained fire. “The pull. The wave coming.”
Jaxon pressed a kiss against my collarbone, teeth scraping my skin like he couldn’t stop himself. “Heat’s rising, baby. You won’t get awa
