MaximusThe second she bolted, Lucian surged forward inside me with a guttural snarl, ripping through muscle and skin in a violent shift.

The beast wanted her. Or rather, wanted her wolf.

My mate.

My prey.

I hit the snow-covered ground on all fours, massive paws tearing through the forest floor as I gave chase. Her scent was a wildfire in my lungs, sharp with fear, tinged with defiance, and maddeningly hers. It lured me like a drug, each breath driving me ...