KAEL
Fenrir’s voice howled: Maya is in danger!
The heavy oak doors slammed against stone as I stormed out of the Council Hall. Dread crashed over me. Her name reverberated through my bones.
Curse her stubbornness. I’m going to get her.
My boots struck hard against the marble floors of the Obsidian Throne as I muttered, “Why didn’t she obey my order? I don’t remember being too damn lenient with her.”
If she hadn’t run, if she had only obeyed, she wouldn’t be bleeding in some godforsaken wilderness. She’s going to be the death of me. Fury and fear tore at each other.
My vision pinpricked as I rushed for the outer gates. The world was confined to nothing more than the overwhelming urge to locate her. Her scent clung in my mind.
Lycan Leader and a Wolfless Mate? The Dominion would g
