The world tilted. The fire in my chest surged, coiling, writhing, thrumming like it had a heartbeat of its own. My wolf screamed inside me, claws digging into the earth, teeth bared, muscles trembling with anticipation and raw, untamed energy.

Killian pressed against me, chest to chest, his heat grounding me, tethering the chaos inside. His silver eyes blazed, cutting through the white-gold flames that licked along my skin. “Raine!” he snapped, voice raw, warning, intimate. “Focus, stay ...