Sylvie stared at him, terrified. In all the months that she’d been his lover, she’d never felt this level of protection from Caden. This was something more; this was tethered to obsession.
“Caden, let her go,” Fenri pleaded, his voice low. “It’s Sylvie, have you forgotten?”
Caden released her, but he didn't look at them. He turned back to Rhea. He felt a desperate, throbbing need to be near her again. He stepped toward the bed and dropped to his knees beside her.
He reached out, his hand hovering over her hip. The heat radiating from her was intense, calling to the Lycan blood in his veins. He wanted to rip the ruined fabric of her dress away. He wanted to run his fingers through the pale skin of her stomach. He wanted to sink his teeth into her thigh and leave a mark that would never
