Chapter 12: Primal Protection
(Elina's POV)
I woke up disoriented, my enhanced senses immediately registering unfamiliar surroundings. The silk sheets brushed against my skin, their texture foreign, almost alien.
This was Rhysand's private territory. The air around me was saturated with his Alpha scent, a mixture of power and pine. It filled every corner of the room, wrapping around me like an invisible net.
My wolf, Tina, stirred, content and submissive, unlike my own frazzled nerves. She seemed comfortable despite last night’s trauma.
I brought my hand to my throat. The faint sting of Caleb’s claws still lingered, but my accelerated healing had already faded most of the angry red marks. The real wounds, though, were the ones I couldn’t see.
Through our temporary pack bond, I
