Chapter 24: Envy
(Charlotte’s POV)
The silence in the healing chamber was heavy, but not suffocating. My body, though weakened, could feel his presence as clearly as the warm light of the moon spilling into the room.
Alexander stood before me, his commanding stature silhouetted against the silver glow. Everything about him was overwhelming—his electric blue eyes that pierced me to my core, the sharp edge of his jawline, and—for a moment—I thought, the ghost of a smile curving on his lips.
“Little wolf,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth, with a softness that felt both dangerous and comforting.
That tone, that single name, sent my wolf Cora into a fit of restless pacing within me. Despite how anger still lingered for all the manipulation and bitterness Gabriel had left behind,
