Chapter 12 – The Pull of Destiny
The world had gone quiet.
Elena’s breath caught as Damien’s lips hovered dangerously close to hers. The forest around them stilled, as if even the trees waited. His silver eyes burned with an intensity that made her knees weak, his hand brushing hers like a spark that set her entire body alight.
For a moment, she let herself drown in it—the warmth of him, the ache in her chest, the magnetic pull that had been tormenting her since the night he saved her.
But just as his lips grazed hers, a howl shattered the silence.
Sharp, guttural, filled with rage.
Damien froze, every muscle tensing. He pulled back, his expression instantly shifting from vulnerable to alert, his wolf side taking command.
“They’re close,” he muttered. “Too close.”
Elena’s heart pou
