Chapter 55
The intruder didn’t move. Tessa’s pulse hammered in her ears as she tried to steady her breathing, the aftershocks of her encounter with Dastien still clinging to her skin like fire. Every nerve in her body screamed at her to run, to hide, to do something—anything—but Dastien’s hand around hers was solid, grounding, a lifeline she couldn’t let go of. “Who are you?” Dastien demanded, his voice low, dangerous, the predator in him surfacing with each word. The golden glow in his eyes darkened, shadows dancing across his sharp features. Tessa had never seen him like this before—not fully unleashed, not this close to pure wolf fury. The figure stepped forward slowly, deliberately, revealing themselves in the dim light of the library. Tessa’s stomach dropped. She recognized the face, and it wa
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