Rhys's Mate

Clara

For a long breath, everything went still. The massive white wolf of Rhys stood between me and the pack in a quiet and lethal warning.

Relief hit me first because Rhys was at my side, and he would not let them touch Gael. Then surprise, because around us, all the wolves who had been bristling a moment ago sank to their knees. Some pressed their hands against the earth, others bowed their head