The Failed Command

Kaelen's POV:

The stench hit the back of my throat like a fist wrapped in ash and rot. I had no idea who the hell it was, but another male wolf had brazenly rubbed his dominant pheromones over Elara's skin. The scent clung to her clothes, her hair, the very pores of her delicate flesh. The sheer audacity of it ignited a raw, primal rage deep in the marrow of my bones. I had personally, formally s