Fire Beneath the Ashes
The moonlight poured through the open window, silvering Rowan’s skin as he stood at the edge of the room, watching Caleb silently.
Caleb was on the bed, sitting with his legs crossed, a towel low on his hips, still damp from his shower. His hair curled at the ends, wet and mussed, making him look wild, untamed.
Just like Rowan remembered him.
But Caleb wasn’t the omega boy who had once fled with his heart in pieces. He was harder now. Sharper. Stronger. But the fire between them hadn’t dulled—it had merely smoldered beneath the ash.
Now, it was ready to burn again.
Rowan’s voice was low and rough. “I shouldn’t want you like this again.”
Caleb’s gaze was molten, defiant. “Then stop looking at me like that.”
Something broke in Rowan.
In two strides, he was acr
