Kyon POV

Kyon faced Marcus across the Hemmings’ library. Not an accident that he picked the room in which the Wintertail Pack Alpha had seen him kissing Azandra. A subtle move, and probably childish at the same time.

Marcus’s blond hair gleamed like Cyran Sinsworth’s, which did not exactly inspire confidence, and his muscles rippled. His eyes darted about the library, fascinated by the books. Kyon noticed one in particular. Gold leaf on the spine and the word ...