n place. The wind shifted, carrying a low hum that only wolv

Kael's voice was smooth, dangero

"I don't fear you, Kael. You may command

nst Ryker, heavy and suffocating, making the air between them shimmer with an e

innate, primal, impossible to fight. Every fiber of his be

owled, yet the truth rang bitter in his

r could feel the warmth of his breath. "You already ca

ould root itself in his heart. But the second Kael's hand brushed

is claws trembled-but n

d, though every inch of him

something darker. "And yet... you haven't moved away. Y

two feral wolves locked in battle. One could destroy him.

t. "Tonight," Kael said, his voice almo

give out, but he stood firm.

"There is no 'like this,' Ryker. There's o

for the first time, Ryker wondered if destiny had been hunting him