Estela's POV
I slap my hand over my mouth, stunned—horrified—at what just happened. Killian tricked me. He tricked me into confessing the truth.
His eyes blaze with triumph, his wolf shimmering just beneath the surface as he breathes heavily, chest rising and falling with raw power. I shake my head and stumble backward, mind scrambling.
“I didn’t... that’s not…” I stammer, searching desperately for a way to take it back.
But Killian’s already moving—stalking toward me with lethal grace, his fangs flashing in a predatory smile.
“Oh no, sweetheart,” he growls. “Don’t even think about it.”
He grabs my wrist—his hand enormous around my arm—and yanks me into his chest.
“There are some things,” he whispers against my skin, “you don’t get to undo.”
And then his mouth is crashing down on m
