Chapter 27

Elodie’s POV

It wasn’t like anything I’d felt before—not the fumbling kisses I’d imagined, not the fantasies Nyara teased me with when she joked about crushes.

This was raw. Consuming. Like his wolf had reached straight into mine and struck flint against stone.

For one terrifying second, I forgot about my condition. About my heart. About the pills in my drawer.

Because instead of the familiar rac