Chapter 339

Theron's POV

The forest reeked of blood and pursuit. My wolf strained against my ribs, urging me to turn and fight, to rip through the Western warriors baying for our blood. But I couldn't-not when her hand was locked in mine, trembling yet unyielding. Not when fate had given her back to me after five long years of tormenting silence.

Cleo-Wren. Even with her face hidden beneath the mask, even wh