Alpha Kade tore through the fortress corridors, his footsteps echoing like thunder against the ancient stone. The scent of Lyra's heat clung to every surface like a perfume that called to the deepest, darkest parts of every male it touched.
Wolves who had before been loyal pack members now snarled and circled one another, their eyes glazed with lust, and their humanity stripped away by the overwhelming need to claim the unmarked female. Seeing other males fighting for her, when she was not theirs to claim, made Kade furious. He felt Acheron rising inside him, and he felt his control slipping with each step that brought him closer to his chambers and closer to her.
