Kaya
It's a good thing Rana is so restless—her constant energy fuels me like a second heartbeat, the surge of power she lends making the run to the heart of the forest almost effortless.
Magnus returns to the packhouse tonight, and that can only mean one thing—we finally get to hunt together again. I'm not sure if my racing pulse is because I'll get to see him or because I'll have another chance to embrace Rana's raw, untamed strength.
Trust me—it's the first one, Rana teases, her voice curling smugly in the back of my mind. I only sigh, because I don't want to admit—to her or to myself—that she's right.
When I reach our meeting point deep in the forest, Magnus is already there. His massive black wolf form blends so perfectly into the darkness that he might have been a shadow itself—if not for those piercing amber eyes, glowing like molten gold, and that intoxicating scent rolling off him in slow, invisible waves.
