Kalev’s POV

Senna’s wolf was beautiful. I was awestruck. Silver, like my wolf, but sleek, with a greenish tinge to her fur. Stunned, we all watched as her wolf burst forth and darted across the sand.

“Well I wasn’t expecting that,” someone said, leaning forward.

Orrin stood up on all fours, ear pointed forward. The mate bond pulsed through me as Senna’s wolf tore over the sand.

“Verity,” Orrin said in a whisper. Waves of yearning crashed over him. He shuddered with desire at the sight of her wolf.

My stomach was in knots. First, a girl had come out of nowhere and made a dash for the spire. Then...