Eve’s POV
The morning after the blood moon felt wrong. The air still carried the sharp smell of ash. It was almost hard to tell if the smell of ash was from the torch everyone had been holding last night or from the black ash the wolves had been coughing up all night.
Despite all I was surrounded by, I just could not stop thinking of him not Dorian…Malik
I had assured Malik and tried assuring myself that whatever it was I felt for Dorian was nothing but just hurt. I was certain that my love was with Malik yet I still had to be careful. I knew the bond between Dorian and I had stirred again during the blood moon. I felt this pull between us. It was as though something was tugging at the edge of my chest, I could feel it when he was near it.
And after some thinking, I did what any rea
