THIRD PERSON POV

“Goddess! That was intense,” Lief chuckled slightly and blew a low whistle.

“You can say that again,” Ezren turned to look at Ryker and laughed. “I don’t know what’s worse. You, having a man as a love rival or a woman. Either way, you’re fucked, Ryker.” He picked up a glass of wine from one of the she-wolf passing by and took a drink.

Ryker growled in annoyance. His hot gaze remained on Lyra’s retreating as she meandered through the crowd. His eyes ...