th every agonizing step Ronan took. Each heavy strike of his boots
os
at the ledge behind me, searching for anything: a heavy iron poker, a wooden stake, a weapon, anything to keep him away. Bu
lustered hen, bowing low so her forehead nearly touched the dirt. "Forgive t
om the far tub, her hands white-knuckled around her
out breaking her posture, her forehead still pressed to the floo
even look at
The scent of frost, pine, and dark, smoldering wood rushed over me in a suffocating wave. It was an intoxicating, ancien
asked, stepping up behind Ronan, his golden eyes s
squeaked, still bowing. "Only low-r
pressed, his gaze flicking directly toward me where I stood pinned against t
ha babbled frantically. "A drop
e me, screaming to yie
inside of my cheek until I tasted the sharp, metallic
from me, ignoring his se
ugh his left eyebrow, and the violent, swirling storm inside his silver-gray eyes. He looke
e a man who had just b
overwhelming, agonizing urge to reach out and touch my cheek, to verify that I was real,
red rumble that barely sounded human. It scraped aga
words were a knife tw
timeline bleed into his mind too? Did he remember the gallows? Did
wning at Ronan's uncharacteristic h
ledge his beta. "No, I've never seen her. And yet..." He swallowed hard, his
re it out. If he knew I was from the future, if he knew what he was going
d, my voice cutting through th
, her eyes darting between us in sheer horror. "S
aze narrowing as a dangerous, magnetic intensit
hose terrifying, mesmerizing eyes, letting every ounce of the col
olent trembling of my hands. "Unless the Royal Capital's delegation
he dirty floor. "She's feverish, Alpha! She doesn't know protocol! I
his voice, yet the authority in it forced the h
oad chest warmed my cold skin. "You aren't shaking from fear," Ronan observed, his tone dangerously l
my own pulse betrayed me by racing faster. "I have w
er breath, wringing her hands so hard her knuckles turned
er. His eyes flashed with a sudden, dark intelligence. "That's the second time today so
ard the open doorway where the pale sky offered a mockery of freedom. "Words slip out when
flashing with warning. "Alpha, give the word. Insolence lik
d onto mine, searching every micro-expr
e evaporated, replaced by a devastating, hollow confusion. He stared at the open hostility
ison as his gaze locked onto mine. "You look at me.
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