His tiger already crouched low at his side, white fur bristling, the predator’s instinct laid bare. One look from him, and it would spring.
William’s hand froze for a beat.
I knew he could feel the Alpha pressure rolling off Adrian, an unstable wolf like him was always more sensitive than anyone else.
I could feel my own wolf spirit beginning to tremble as well.
But it wasn’t fear.
His pressure was drawing out my instinctive response.
But I couldn’t let Adrian see it.
I couldn’t even let myself admit it.
I took a deep breath—only to be trapped by the man’s low voice.
As Adrian stepped closer, his shadow covered me. His scent came down over me, and yet it carried a strange, soothing force.
“Julie.” He called my name again, softer this time.
He bent down until he was only inches a
