Chapter 6
There was blood on my hands.
Not from pain. From power.
The corridor still buzzed with tension as the guard’s broken whimpers echoed off the walls. A warden, an Alpha who once struck me like I was beneath him, was now crumpled against the stone, his eyes glazed, his mind shattered.
I hadn’t touched him.
I just looked at him. And he submitted.
“You’re dangerous now,” Kael murmured behind me. His voice, dark velvet, frayed with hunger, coiled through my spine.
I turned slowly, the heat still pulsing in my blood like a second heartbeat. My hands trembled not from fear but from ecstasy. I was drunk on the power, on how effortless it had been. The Bloodheat had not consumed me.
It had crowned me.
Kael approached, his gaze burning. “You haven’t even tapped the bond. Haven’t u
