Leticia’s POV
Before nodding, I should have thought that dealing with five Lycans…
Would be too much.
The air in Iodore’s room thickened, grew hotter, and heavier. Five pairs of eyes darkened at once—violet, gold, blue, green-gold, white—and the low, primal growls that answered were so perfectly synchronized it sent a shiver racing down my spine.
Kayden moved first.
He stepped into me until there was no space left, broad hands framing my face with surprising gentleness for someone who looked ready to devour me whole. His thumbs stroked along my jawline as he tilted my head back.
“You sure, trouble?” His voice was low enough that it vibrated through my chest. “There is only one of you, and five of us. Do you think you can handle us all?”
My breath hitched.
No.
“I’m sure.”
What?
