The sun had barely touched the horizon when Ariana felt the weight of Kael’s eyes on her again. The council chamber still echoed in her head—those whispered fragments about Blood Luna and chains broken by fire. She had told herself she would find answers, that she would piece together the shards of prophecy until they formed a whole picture. But Kael had grown more watchful since that night, as though he could sense the new fire curling through her veins.
And this morning, the leash tightened.
“You’re not leaving the territory.”
Kael’s voice carried the cold finality of an Alpha’s decree. He stood across his study, dark hair disheveled from too many sleepless nights, but his golden eyes glowed like molten metal in the dim light. The scar that crossed his chest, the one he refused to exp
