Lyra POV
“Lyra!” Milo yells.
I ignore that. I have to because I’m facing off against a wolf in full attack mode. I can’t let myself think about the fact that Milo is seeing me with blood streaming from my shoulder, and that that might be breaking his focus. He needs to stay focused on the defensive magic he’s using. I have to trust that he’s going to do that.
All I can do is take out my own enemy.
And my plan is working because Kaely stumbles back a pace when he sees me in my human form.
I get it. When he was seeing a wolf, he could forget—even if only just a little bit—about how appealing my body was to him. Even before we were mated, he looked at me. I knew he did. He wanted me.
He’s never had me.
That must make him absolutely crazy.
And then he shifts too, and we’re staring at
