I dive into the clear blue, resurfacing with a laugh as water streams off my hair. “Last one to shift is a rogue!”
Caden’s already shirtless, and as he hits the water, I feel the snap—his wolf wants out. Cade’s energy hums around us, raw and possessive. Ailm stretches, muscles rippling through me as we both prepare to let go.
I see it in his eyes right before the shift begins.
Mate games? Cade asks, wickedly amused.
Mate wins, Ailm growls back.
And then we’re not just swimming.
We’re hunting.
We’re teasing.
We’re ours.
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Caden carries me back to our room like I’m breakable—like something precious he’s stolen and never intends to return. The soft glow of the afternoon seeps in through the windows, casting golden ribbons over the bed as he gently sets me down.
His eyes drink me
