“Kaelion!” Jenna’s voice tore through the room like a whip of panic.
She ran to him, heart in her throat, as she found Alpha Kaelion collapsed against the wall. His eyes were wild—stormy silver, glowing with an unearthly light and his body trembled with restrained violence. His shirt was damp with sweat, clinging to every defined muscle, and his breath came in short, ragged gasps.
At the sound of her voice, he blinked like he was surfacing from a nightmare. His gaze locked onto her, confused but desperate. “Jenna…” he rasped, then suddenly holding his chest as pain shot through. “You’re here.”
In two strides, she was in his arms. He caught her around the waist instinctively, his grip too tight, too desperate. “You really came,” he whispered, like he couldn’t believe she was real.
“I’m
