Claimed by Alpha Talon

silver. The night air carried the scent of damp earth and pine, but beneath it was so

hrough the trees, stirring strands of her dark hair as she pulled her jacket tighter around herself. She shouldn't have c

intensity that sent heat licking through her veins. A deep voice, raw and commanding, whispering

Something was drawing her here, to this desolate stretch of

r attention back to the present. Her heart

's t

Then-anot

he wasn't foolish enough

she refused to let fear take hold. She had seen things-visions, glimpses of

nto fists as she too

voice steady despite the r

of silence. Then, from the

moon, his movements fluid and control

breath

es pushed up to reveal forearms dusted with dark hair. But it was his face that stole her breath. Sharp, chiseled features, a strong jawline, an

rning. Oth

yes from h

had been a dream-a fragment of her subconscious playin

d over her, sha

he said, his voice low, e

hat sent warning bells ringing in her mind. But there was also something else.

wed. "I had a d

in his ja

but his stance shifted-just slightly

eamt ab

't a qu

our eyes. Your voice." She hesit

aid nothing. Then, almo

did yo

elt too heavy, too intimate t

d. "Something cold. Dange

nto a hard line. "

blinked

't belon

to life beneath her confusion. "I didn't co

ned. "You don'

ke me un

s golden eyes burned into hers, as if he were trying

ow growl, he s

ed, crackling with something

angerous," he said, his voice dipping into something almo

ld have been afraid. Every instinct in her scre

wasn't

s intr

d her more tha