“You’re burning up.”
Kieran’s voice was tight with worry, his cool fingers pressing against my fevered skin. I barely registered the touch, my body shaking as a searing heat pulsed through my veins. My wolf clawed inside me, restless and untamed, howling with a need I didn’t understand.
I squeezed my eyes shut, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. The moment Selene invoked the Rite of the Lunas, something inside me had started to unravel, like an ancient lock breaking apart. Now, the pain was unbearable, coiling deep in my bones, as though my very essence was shifting.
Kieran’s hands cupped my face, his thumb brushing over my cheek. “Aria, look at me.”
I forced my eyes open, meeting the storm in his gaze. His expression was tight with concern, but there was something else there too
