She flinched at the sound, her heart stuttering.
He didn’t move any closer.
He just stood there, rooted to the spot, his chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths.
He was angry?!
The realization made her feel scared.
She could see his wolf pushing at the surface, fighting for control—his jaw tight, his breathing ragged, every muscle pulled taut. She had seen him like this only when he was close to killing someone.
Another wave of agony ripped through her, dragging a broken gasp from her throat. Her wolf whimpered inside her, calling out instinctively… calling for him. “Ah! K…Killian!”
Killian crossed the room in an instant, the anger in his eyes shifting into something fierce and conflicted.
She had forgotten everything—why she was angry at him, why they had fought last
