Grace
From the moment Grace and Kaleb had first given themselves to each other, something primal had awakened inside her. Every time their bodies joined, the urge to sink her teeth into his skin rose with the force of a tidal wave. It wasn’t just passion—it was instinct, a compulsion that shadowed every climax. What began as playful nips during their kisses had grown sharper, more insistent, until she found herself pulling away abruptly, terrified that one day she wouldn’t stop. That she would leave her mark on him before either of them was ready.
Their days fell into a rhythm that was both comforting and suffocating. At dawn, Kaleb shifted into his wolfskin and vanished into the forest with the others, his powerful form cutting across the ridges and valleys as he tracked the strigoi’s m
