Kieran hauled me up from the ground, his strong arms cradling me against his chest. The adrenaline was still surging through my veins, and my breath came in short, panicked bursts. The weight of the vampire leader's words echoed in my mind, twisting my stomach into knots. This wasn’t over.
Kieran's golden eyes glowed with a fierce protectiveness as he glanced around, ensuring no more threats lurked in the shadows. He had saved me once again, but I could feel the tension in his body, the anger boiling just beneath the surface. His wolf form hovered close to the edge, barely contained.
“Kieran, are you okay?” I asked, my voice shaky.
“I’m fine,” he growled, though his voice was strained. “It’s you I’m worried about.”
He held me close, his breath warm against my ear. There was something
