Lilith's POV
The kiss stretches time until I lose track of it. Even as Dax lifts me into the car, his teeth graze my lips.
Thankfully, his hands stay proper, resting on my waist over the fabric, missing the silver fur faintly shimmering under my skin.
By the time the car stops, my wolf traits have fully retreated.
Then I saw where we were.
The public training grounds?
My stomach dropped.
Changing into practice gear bought me precious minutes to compose myself. When I finally descended to the arena, Dax was already in the thick of battle.
Each lunge explodes with Alpha power, his claws slicing through the air, pinning his opponent in seconds.
Sweat rolls down his taut back, his slitted pupils burning with a hunter's ferocity.
This was an Alpha unleashed.
Then—
His head snapped
