The forest was too quiet.
No wind. No rustling leaves. Not even the distant howl of a wolf.
I tightened my grip on the dagger hidden in my sleeve. Every step I took crunched against the dead leaves, sounding far too loud in the silence.
Then it came—snap.
A twig breaks behind me.
I froze. My pulse slammed in my ears.
“Who’s there?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I felt.
No answer. Just the faintest shift in the shadows… and then he was there.
Alpha Kael.
Tall, broad-shouldered, with eyes like molten gold that pinned me in place. The enemy I had sworn to kill. The man who had murdered my brother.
His lips curved—not a smile, but something darker. “You shouldn’t be here, little wolf.”
“I’m not afraid of you,” I lied, my voice steady despite the tremor in my hands.
He stepped closer, slowly and deliberately, until I could feel the heat radiating from his body. “You should be. "You’ve just walked into the lion’s den.”
“I’m here for answers,” I snapped.
“You’ll get them,” he said, his gaze flicking briefly to the dagger in my sleeve. “But you just sealed your fate.”
I stood still,shaking but trying to be calm so he couldn't sense I was afraid of him.