Bound by the Sage moon

th, his wolf a silent storm beneath the rising sun. He pushed himself harder, faster, as

ll it. No wind could tea

rol hung by a thread. The land here was wild - ancient trees twisted with age, black stones jutting like br

slick with sweat, blood humming with need. He barel

late,

ing his teeth. "

s dark hair fell to his shoulders in tangled waves, and the scar that cu

to. The scent of human clung to h

ssion darkene

in Kael's chest.

ill - telling you the truth. She's a distraction. A danger. The hunters are clo

before he could stop them - a fierce, po

ration etched deep.

k green, honey-brown hair braided down her back. Her hazel eyes

tly. "You're the alp

ed, and the world beyond called to him with the promi

irl?" Rona

the dim light. "She stays un

-

ry, Lyra stood at her windo

he saw him - Kael, with his golden gaze and the way

urts wha

round her heart, d

birthmark abse

er fingertips. Warmer

call, low and mournful. And as the sound echoed through the night, somet

sleep at last, but the

he storm. This time it howled, and she felt the sound tear thr

seemed to whisper. Co

-

the valley, the wind whipping his hair

uties were done. And yet here he was - drawn

rd barely a breath, a p

eneath his skin,

" Kael murmured. "But she

ter th