The wolf chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent a chill down Isla’s spine. The sound wasn’t playful; it was full of something wild and unrestrained. His silver eyes glimmered with amusement as he leaned in closer.
“Lucian is long gone,” he murmured. “But don’t worry... he’ll be back soon.” His voice dipped into something dark and velvety, wrapping around her like a snare. “For now, it’s just me and you, cupcake.”
Isla’s heart pounded so loudly in her chest she was sure he could hear it. She tried to swallow, but her throat felt dry. What does he mean... Lucian is gone? She fought the rising panic and forced herself to stay still.
The wolf’s eyes softened, not with kindness, but with something dangerous, something possessive. His thumb brushed gently over her bottom lip, his touch fea
