Nikolai
The door to the room creaked open as I stepped inside, the air thick with the scent of damp stone and fear. Dahlia was still tied to the chair, her body stiff, her eyes wary as they flickered to me. She had every reason to be afraid of me, and the realization gnawed at my insides. Yet, the pull of the bond tugged at my core, stronger than ever, making it impossible to ignore.
I wasn’t here to scare her. I wasn’t even sure what I was here for, but I knew this moment was inevitable. My wolf paced within me, restless and agitated, while the man inside was drowning in doubt.
I couldn’t continue like this.
I took a step closer, and Dahlia’s breathing quickened. Her eyes darted around, looking for an escape, but there was none. The cold, gray walls of the room held her captive just a
