Chapter 40: Primal Territory
(Elina's POV)
Strong arms wrapped firmly around my waist, pulling me back against a solid, muscular frame. I gasped sharply, my heartbeat spiking, and instincts kicked in immediately.
Without thinking, my hand shot down to the concealed silver dagger in my boot. I gripped the hilt firmly, Tina growling in my mind, already prepared to attack.
But before the blade could leave its sheath, an iron grip caught my wrist mid-motion, halting me completely.
The panic in my chest turned into a flash of fierce anger. I struggled against the grip, kicking back blindly, trying to break free from the hold.
And then the scent hit me.
Pine. Leather. And something deeper, darker, uniquely him—Rhysand.
"Have you completely lost your mind?" I snarled, twisting in
