R A I D E N
I didn’t deny it.
I hadn’t asked her not to but common sense demanded she wasn't supposed to.
I closed the distance between us in three measured steps, boots silent against stone, presence deliberate. She didn’t retreat.
Didn’t stiffen.
Didn’t lower her gaze the way every other wolf in this territory would have. She simply watched me, chin tipped up slightly, eyes bright with that infuriating, knowing calm.
Too aware for someone who claimed captivity. Too composed for someone who’d just been freed.
“Then listen carefully,” I said, voice low, controlled. “Because this is not a suggestion.”
I stopped directly in front of her, close enough to feel her warmth through the thin barrier of the duvet, close enough that my wolf stirred, uneasy, possessive, irritated by the cas
