Bound by the Sage moon
ces and crumbling roofs. Lyra stepped outside, wrapping her thin shawl tightly around her shoulders, the chill of the mo
ren's anger that
was
a
her without hurting her-possessive, yes, but prote
oed in her mind, d
or. The Savage Moon Pack was infamous for their cruelty. He w
athering the herbs she'd lost, she felt it again-tha
tree line, she swore she saw a fl
-
ly restrained. He'd told himself to stay away. To forget her. But the moment
her chin was up, eyes sharp, defiant. His wolf liked that. Liked that she was
. His wolf snarled in agreement. She was somet
s pack and forget about the human gi
stayed rooted
-
collecting what she could salvage. Every sound made her heart jump-the crack of
l. So soft it could've been t
ling in the grass. "I know
ds fell
he step
s riding low on his hips, the morning light catching the scars that lined his muscled torso. His
se slowly, never breaking eye
ingering on the bruise that marred her cheek. A low, fu
d, startle
out but stopping just short of touching her face. His claws trembled
business!" Lyra sna
smell the faint trace of another man's anger on
," Kael growled. "No
ried, voice trembling.
ped to a dangerous whisper. "A
eart pounding. "I don't belong to a
d out before sh
l f
now. The filth, the stench of stale ale and cruelty. His cla
he?" Kae
ic rising. "Please. Don't. He's all I h
need to protect. His hand hovered near her cheek again, and this tim
me," he sa
knees w
ars stinging her eyes-not from fear this time, but
r in it. Only hunger. "I'm your ru
-
to the space between them, until the dis
. "Hunters," he muttered. His pack's enemies, no doubt s
. He didn't want to leave her
, until she could feel the heat of him, the thrum of barely leashed power
e, vanishing into t
-
ring, heart racing, his warm
ust ha
ng crashing down at once-the bruise on her face,
and for a moment, she swore it pulsed bene
-
in a ripple of muscle and bone. The shift was violent, painful, but he welcomed it, welcomed the distra
re
uld remembe
me was right, i