Darius’s threat hung in the icy air, heavy and absolute. The Crescent Pack members remained glued to the dirt, too terrified to even breathe too loudly.
I stood within the protective circle of Darius's arm, the warmth of his massive body a stark contrast to the freezing aura I had just unleashed. His thumb gently stroked the curve of my waist. It wasn't the harsh, possessive grip Kaelen had always used; it was a touch of reverence.
From the wreckage of the wooden platform, a low, wet cough broke the silence.
Kaelen struggled to his feet, clutching his fractured ribs. Blood trickled from his nose, and his golden eyes were entirely blown out, the pupils swallowing the iris. His Alpha wolf was completely feral, driven mad by the physical agony of the unmedicated bond and the sight of anoth
