Zara's POV

"Nicolas?" I whispered in disbelief. "Is that you?" His intoxicating honey and vanilla scent suddenly hit my nostrils, calming my racing heart.

It was really him. He came for me!

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was different, yet so familiar. He looked and smelled like home.

Beautiful raven fur covered most of his body—except for his chest; it was covered in the distinctive silver-colored fur. It was so mesmerizing. It was a symbol of power, ...