Celeste
Days passed. Darien kept his distance during the day and only appeared beside me at night when we slept. He was trying not to form attachment and it showed in every careful step he took away from me.
Something else was wrong too. Something inside me. My stomach was restless, my nerves frayed, and a growing unease pressed against my chest that had nothing to do with Darien. My wolf was pacing, not her usual lazy stir but the hard, alert kind. Something was shifting in the air.
I brought the Shadow Gladius to bed that night. Darien was already asleep when I slipped in and propped the blade against the nightstand.
I closed my eyes.
Yellow orbs.
Glowing. Furious. Closer than they’d ever been. Braum’s face, twisted with rage, his grey lips pulled into a snarl. I could feel his con
