Chapter 17: Dangerous Games
(Elara's POV)
His weight pinned me to the bed, his crimson Alpha eyes glowing in the faint light. My heart was pounding too hard, but I forced my breathing to stay steady. Even as my wolf reached instinctively for him, I fought to keep my focus.
This position was dangerous. Too much tension, too much proximity. His gaze burned with suspicion, but also something deeper, something hungrier.
I needed to shift the situation. To turn his attention away from my secrets.
"I can explain about the archery," I said softly, my voice steady despite the chaotic rhythm of my pulse. His grip on my wrists tightened slightly, the weight of his power still pressing down on me.
"Go ahead," he said, his tone low and sharp. "I’m listening."
I swallowed and forced mysel
