~SELENE~
I told myself this was strategy.
That coming back to Magnus was about gathering leverage… understanding his next move… keeping Eira… and the pack… safe.
But the truth had sharper edges.
There was a hunger inside me I couldn’t smother. A craving I didn’t want to name.
And he knew it.
The moment I stepped into his war-lit stronghold, the air shifted… thick… molten… charged. Magnus stood at the center of it like a storm god, his dark coat unbuttoned… shirt hanging open at the collar… eyes locked on me with a predator’s certainty.
“I was not expecting you so soon,” he said.
“I’m not here for you.”
“Liar.”
***
He crossed the room in three strides.
I didn’t move.
Not when his fingers brushed my jaw.
Not when his palm cupped the back of my neck… tilting my head with maddeni
