Unwanted Desire
The full moon hung low over Shadowfang’s fortress, its silver glow spilling through the windows like liquid frost. Selene lay awake, unable to calm the pulse of energy beneath her skin. Every heartbeat throbbed with a strange rhythm, deep and heavy, as though the moon itself was calling to her. She pressed a hand to her chest. The warmth spreading through her veins was unfamiliar, frightening. It wasn’t the same raw surge she felt during battle, this was softer, darker, crawling under her skin like fire and silk. The bond mark on her neck burned faintly. It shouldn’t. Darius’s mark had long settled, and Kael’s bond — the cursed one — was supposed to be gone. Yet tonight, something stirred deep inside her, a whisper tugging at her blood, as though someone unseen was breathing her name. S
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