The moment she felt Kieran's tongue stroke over her wound, lust slammed into her. Her wolf surged, despite the Khaldron around her throat.

Heat pooled between her thighs, throbbing and insistent, and she bit back a moan. Her eyes flickered to gold for a moment, and she gasped when he locked his lips around her wound.

"What are you doing?" She whispered, voice trembling with desire. She didn't understand what was happening. It was like her body recognized him, craved for him, needed him. ...