The Beast: Eternal Obsession
*AMELIA'S POV*
*night of the full moon*
The agonizing howl started exactly at midnight.It ripped cleanly through the quiet architecture of the underground compound like a serrated blade low, structural, and so utterly saturated in raw suffering that my knees almost gave out beneath me.
I was awake long before the echo of the sound even faded into the stone walls.
Honestly, I had been awake for hours, curled tightly into a ball on the canvas cot inside the underground holding room Lyall called “secure.”
Secure. Right. As if iron chains, ancient silver, and reinforced stone could ever truly contain a feral Alpha wolf who didn't want to be held.Lyall stood rigidly by the iron reinforced door, his massive arms crossed tightly over his chest and his jaw lock
