Chapter 208

Elodie’s POV

The air in the kitchen felt thick enough to choke on.

Every time Kiernan’s thumb brushed my skin, a spark of electricity traveled straight to my chest, making my pulse erratic.

It wasn’t the terrifying, hollow flutter of a medical emergency—it was the heavy, rhythmic thrum of adrenaline and something far more primal.

His eyes were dark, the amber of his wolf swirling just behind