SERAPHINA
“Who were you with?”
The growl in Ronan’s voice wasn’t just a question. It was a warning. A low, feral demand that made the air thicken.
I froze, my breath caught so tightly in my chest that it hurt. I had completely forgotten about Ronan. He looked absolutely pissed, clearly picking up Ryker’s scent on me. His always gentle grip tight around me so possessive as if I might fly and his wolf’s continuous growling while stubbornly staying in his eyes.
My heartbeat intensified with so many emotions rising within me. I never felt obligated to answer to anyone but this time I did not know why the madness in his eyes gave me a hint of the storm that my silence and ignorance might bring.
“I was with Ryker. He was in rut and I was helping him to his room…”
“HE WAS IN RUT AND YO
