“Jenna—”
Ryker’s grip on her arm tightened when the glow spread across her skin, his name still showed faintly. She froze, her pulse thundering in her ears. His eyes were sharp, stormy, desperate, widened as if the entire world had just tilted beneath his feet.
Before he could utter another word, a voice cut in.
“Jenna?”
Her heart stopped.
Drake.
She turned, breath caught in her throat. It had been weeks since she’d spoken to him since she begged him not to say a word about… about that night. About what had happened between them. About the secret she swore had to stay buried, especially from the Alpha King.
Ryker turned slowly, his presence radiating danger. “Who the hell are you?”
Jenna’s chest tightened. “Drake….don’t…” she started, but Drake stepped forward anyway, his smile tig
