Luara kept her eyes fixed on the door as the two entered, and for a moment it seemed as if time refused to move. The room felt smaller, and the air thicker, as if all the oxygen had been sucked out of it. There were the two men who had turned her life into ruins—the first, the Alpha she believed she loved; the second, the wolf who promised to be her shelter and turned out to be just another knife. Seeing them together was like seeing the scars open up again, but now she didn't feel weak or ...