His wolf pressed mine to the ground, powerful and wild. My breath hitched as his scent enveloped me; warm, sharp, and impossibly familiar. It was infuriating. It made me angry and… weak at the same time.
I pushed with every ounce of Runa’s strength, but my body was weakening the more. I had no choice and in one swift motion, I shifted back to my human form. My clothes were torn, ripped from the fight, skin scratched and damp with sweat.
Kian froze for a fraction of a second, then shifted back too, massive and commanding. His eyes didn’t leave me. Every muscle, every line of his body, was tense and ready for more fight but his gaze lingered on me in a way that made my chest tighten and my blood hot.
“You just don’t know when to quit, do you?” I hissed, trying to sound fierce.
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