~YULIA

“Iran…” I trailed, realizing I was face to face with Issa’s beast.

The air suddenly turned cold and my intake of breath became shaky as I instantly began to tremble.

His aura was alluring yet dreadful. I wanted to run— to move as fast as my feet could take me but I was rooted on the spot and I soon realized that I could not feel my feet.

My wolf danced with excitement though, almost as if she was not affected by my fear and was more interested in what she would gain from ...