Saoirse
“This is because of the two mates that you have,” Cyrus murmured, his breath grazing my ear as his arms caged me in. His hand wrapped around mine, firm and possessive, like he was daring me to pull away. “Your wolf… she’s tearing herself apart. She craves him,” his voice dropped, dark and velvet-smooth, “but she burns for me.” His thumb dragged slowly across my knuckles, making my pulse stumble. “She doesn’t know which instinct to obey. And neither do you.”
I swallowed hard, my chest rising and falling too fast. Cain’s name flashed through my mind like a sin I wasn’t allowed to say aloud. Thinking about him felt like fire on my tongue, but with Cyrus holding me like this, the fire felt almost… sweet. Forbidden.
“No one can know about this,” I whispered, my voice trembling, “abou
