Chapter 36

Ryker

I woke before dawn with the memory of her lips beneath my thumb still burning against my skin.

The sheets were tangled around my legs, evidence of a restless night spent fighting the pull of the bond and the insistent growl of Varg in my mind. *Go to her. Touch her again. Claim what's ours.* My wolf had been relentless since that moment in the carriage when I'd let myself brush the corner of