The storm over the Bone Mirror’s temple had yet to calm. The air tasted of iron and ozone, thick with the lingering scent of sex, blood, and magic. My body still hummed from Kael’s touch, the bond between us blazing like a wildfire in my veins, but my instincts screamed a warning, sharp, primal, undeniable.

We weren’t alone.

Kael felt it too. His body shifted behind me, muscles taut, his arm wrapping around my waist with protective possessiveness. His scent, alpha-rich and grounding, ...