Kael’s POV
Restlessness clawed at me, an itch beneath my skin I couldn’t scratch, no matter how hard I tried to pretend otherwise.
For days, my thoughts had twisted and churned like dry leaves caught in a violent storm, all spiraling back to one person.
Diana.
That near kiss… how her breath hitched in that fragile, electric moment when I leaned closer. The soft, trembling parting of her lips. The invisible current crackling between us, thick as charged static right before a lightning strike. I pulled away at the last second. Since then, my wolf had known nothing but chaos, and neither had I.
The silence of my bedroom grated on my nerves, a low, persistent hum under my skin. I’d paced this room so much that the carpet near the window was wearing thin. My restless footsteps echoing like
