Eden Grace

Cassian's entire body went rigid as stone, every muscle in his chest locking with a sudden, lethal tension.

“What did you say?”

Eden looked straight into his eyes, her gaze unflinching despite the heavy weight of his shadow pinning her down.

​“I said I want the rose pasta you made that day. Why, you can't?”

A dark, dangerous quiet fell over the room.

Before she could even blink, his hand shot out and shoved her roughly down onto the mattress, towering over her like a shadow of pure, unbridled rage.

The air in the chamber turned heavy, thick with the suffocating pressure of his dark wolf aura.

​"You...