Auren POV

I barely recognized her.

Lorien walked out of the room like she owned it like she’d just set fire to everything within it and was daring anyone to stop her. The quiet, trembling woman I’d brought here a week ago had vanished, replaced by someone dangerous and alive.

My hand tightened around the back of a chair, the wood creaking under my grip as I fought to keep my wolf contained. He was thrilled by the change, by the spark of challenge in her, but I wasn’t sure whether I ...