~ LYRA ~

Warm breath caresses the back of my ear, and I immediately know who it belongs to. My man. The very man I intend to mark as my own.

"Soon, honey," Ronan whispers as he releases my leg and covers my hand with his, edging close so only I can hear. "We'll be alone, and your wolf can come out to play. Until then..."

A powerful surge of energy travels up the back of my ears, and I suddenly realize Ronan isn't the only one speaking to me—his wolf is, too. I feel his ...