Chapter Fourteen- Claimed in Firelight
The feast had dwindled into a haze of drink and laughter, though Evandra’s ears rang with every toast and every murmur of her name. Her cheeks were flushed with wine and joy alike, and she found herself pressed against Lefu’s side, her hand tucked possessively in his.
Lefu had drunk deeply—his goblet filled again and again—but if the wine touched him, it only loosened the iron bands of restraint he carried. He clung to her openly, his large hand always resting on her thigh, his arm draped heavily across her shoulders. Each time she laughed, he kissed her hair. Each time she moved, his gaze followed like a man starved.
Their marking earlier had pushed him past the edge. Evandra felt it in the way his wolf prowled beneath his skin, restless and hungr
