Chapter 49
The Huntress’s dust had barely settled when the fortress broke into chaos.
My scent rolled unchecked, thick as smoke, laced with Bloodheat. It slid into every throat, filled every lung, coated everybody with a primal need.
Wolves clawed at stone, at themselves, at each other. Alphas fought to mount, omegas writhed, betas foamed at the mouth as instinct tore through their restraint.
It was a frenzy.
And I was the center.
Kael pinned me against the shattered rampart, still joined, his knot swollen inside me. His chest heaved, his golden eyes glowing.
“Look at me,” he snarled, his voice cutting through the screams. “Only me.”
I tried, but the heat dragged me down. My body begged for more, my womb clenched for seed, my throat released a moan that wasn’t human.
Wolves heard
