Chapter 16 There slaps

Aelira’s POV

The sting in my palm is sharp and satisfying as I slap Alarion for the third time, His amber eyes flare, the wolf inside him breaking through his fragile mask of composure.

“Enough!” he snarls, lunging at me, wild and unrestrained.

I brace for the violence of his grip, but it neve...

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