Nikolai

I stormed out of Lorelei’s room, the door slamming hard enough behind me that the frame rattled. Livid didn’t even begin to cover it.

My blood was still roaring from the feel of her, the taste of her, the way her body had clenched around my fingers like she never wanted to let go. And now this—fucking rogues picking the worst possible moment to test my borders.

“Bad fucking timing,” I snarled under my breath, the words tasting like ash and frustration. My Lycan side surged ...