Valen's POV
I hated how easily Raven’s heat had stripped me of my dignity. Dominant wolves don't go into heat in the traditional sense, but we suffer a mirror of it that was designed to ensure that the species continues. It was a cruel trick of nature. Submissive wolves are most fertile during these days, so the universe makes them irresistibly drawn to us, and us to them.
My hands had begun to heal. The skin was knitting back together, and the bones I’d mangled while trying to rip the silver-flecked iron from the wall were clicking back into place. The healing process always itched, but the discomfort was a welcome distraction from the fire in my groin.
I looked over at Darian. He was leaning against the stone wall of his cell, looking far too calm. I secretly envied that composure, bu
