Love's Alpha Redemption - Crimson Eyes, Shattered Chains.

itself around me like a predator's watchful gaze. Shadows stretched between the tr

skin. My steps quickened, the worn soles of my shoes crunching softly on the dry

d, but not from the cold. Fear had long become a second skin, clinging to me like a cloak I couldn'

ing faintly under the moonlight. A shackle. A cage. Kieran had bound my wolf, robbing me

I froze, my pulse racing. My eyes darted through

le of firewood threatened to slip from my grasp as I clut

it hadn't before. The air was charged, electric, and I s

s at night? Not t

It came from behind me, and I spun around, the firewood tumbling to the ground. M

effortless authority. But it was his eyes that held me captive-piercin

my voice barely a whisper. "I

idn't reach his eyes. "Firewood, in the middle of the night? S

step back, my heart po

k hair falling in loose waves around his face. There was something dangerous

simply, his voice smoo

s of his ruthless dominance and unwavering strength were infamous

e asked, his crimson

surrendering a piece of me, but there

eeling back the layers of my fear and despair to see t

yet so certain, sent

d, another voice slic

way fro

e bristling with barely contained fury. His golden eyes glin

h," Kieran growled, sto

eran before returning to me. "Yours?" he repeated, his voice dri

is tone carried no affection. "And my respo

grow heavier, charged with an unspoken challenge. "Sister or not,

silence. No one had ever dared to stand up to Kieran like

s at his sides. "You don't know what you're talking

is movements calm but laced with an un

r that seemed to vibrate in the air. I felt like a fragile leaf caug

se," Kieran barked at me

gaze softened ever so slightly as it met mine, a

eated, his tone

rewood. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the logs, my

e, I heard Dane's v

n't over

the air, heavy with

at the Pac

grand structure loomed ahead, its dark windows glowing faintly with candlelight. To

aned against the counter, struggling to steady my breathing. My mind raced with

He hadn't seen me as weak, broken, or insignificant. He had seen me, a

ou standing

eality. He stood in the doorway, h

e embarrassed me enough for one night,"

mall room at the far end of the packhouse offered little comfort

surface of the silver bracelet around my wrist. The runes etched into

eran's rule as an unchangeable fate. But tonight, something

dare to hope for something more than

within me. For the first time in years, I let myself dream of f

near future may hold. The ongoing perplexity was suddenly broken by a distant howl, low and mournful, echoing through the forest.

ntest thread of anticipation, on

er be a pawn in

I would find a way

breaking these chains, th