Bound by the Sage moon

could somehow keep the world-and him-out. Her fingers trembled as she reached up, pulling the hood f

et m

eated it. He could have killed her. He could have done so much worse. But instead

h

ned in her memory. Golden. Wild. Po

't possible.

r and took a shaky breath, h

rsh, slurred. Her uncle's voice was a sound she'd

wisted. Pleas

from the walls. Joren sat slouched in his old chair, a half-empty mug of ale da

rked. "Where

but her voice caught.

" His voic

as something in the woods. I tho

t the wall just inches from her head, shattering into

ngerous sway. "Can't even do a simple task without screwing it up. Do

n't me

to the side, and for a second, the room spun. Heat bloomed across h

with your mother. Get to your room. I d

shaking with every step. When she reached her tiny room, she shut the door and locked it, the

pressed in

inally let herself cry-soft, stifled so

-

en it did, it came in broken

s silver. The trees breathed, alive with wind and somethi

a

th sweat, golden eyes blazing. He reached for her, claws not

back," she

ed. His voice was low, r

re bare. The mark on her collarbone puls

law along its shape. "You're

m I?" s

l his lips brushe

t a tremor d

g to her skin. Moonlight spilled through the window, painting the floor

ldhood-was glowing faintly. Not visibly... but she could feel it.

s happening to m

Her reflection stared back-wide eyes, pale face, flushed cheek where

e look in

ething h

't going ba

-

the forest, Kael prowled through

o his will, the earth pulsed with his energy. He was Alpha of the Savage Moo

d inside him, p

and frost. Sweet a

g beneath his knuckles. A low growl es

s human. And yet something in her sc

is wolf s

aking his head. "She can't be

protect, to mark, to claim. And when she ran... he'd let her. Not because he was

ldn't stop thi

against his when he grabbed her. That heat...

was d

hard. His wolf clawed at the insid

pull made his blood sing. But it was

was

-

on the cold floor, staring at he

nt crescent mark on her collarbone. It looked no dif

had pulse

had aw

g inside her

y felt foreign now. The dreams, the strange sensation in h

it mad