Severing the Bond

MAEVIA

The sound of the closing door cut off Torin’s presence, but the tension he left behind still clung to my skin. I stood motionless inside Clara’s chambers, fighting the instinctive tremor left by resisting an Alpha command.

My back rested against the wooden door while I forced my breathing to slow. The confrontation in the corridor had ended, but my wolf remained alert and watchful.

Warm air