Aria.....

The corridor felt endless. My robe clung to my wet skin, every nerve on fire, and the remnants of heat still pulsed through me like a living thing.

My wolf whimpered inside, restless, desperate, and I had nowhere to hide from it. Every shadow in the hall seemed to move, every footstep behind me making my skin crawl.

Damien's refusal still rang in my ears. “Go back to where you came from.”

I had stumbled to him, desperate, hands gripping his coat. My voice cracked ...