Keal’s eyes widen slightly—not the usual, calculated reaction he uses when he’s pretending to be surprised.
No… this is real. His arrogance cracks because my wolf pushes forward.
Hard.
It doesn’t take full control, but it’s there—just beneath the surface. Claws scrape against my restraint, my vision sharpening as gold bleeds into my eyes. The air around us changes, thickening with pressure, with dominance… with something ancient and violent that does not negotiate.
A more primal kind of Alpha authority and Keal feels it.
I see the exact moment it hits him—the realization that this isn’t just anger, isn’t just empty threats thrown out in the heat of the moment.
This is a promise. One I can carry out right here and right now if he dares bite off more than he can chew.presses
Final
