A low-frequency, seismic rumble left the throat of the giant black wolfz vibrating upward through the damp earth, rattling the marrow inside Nila’s bones and causing the loose mortar between the granite blocks to trickle down like gray sand.

Nila remained frozen beneath the collapsed timber rafter, her hands pressed flat against her chest. The air in the ruined chamber had instantly grown thick, hot, and heavy with the scent of enraged Alpha dominance. The pine-and-iron scent that usually brought her comfort was now so concentrated that it burned the back of her throat.

Kaelen’s wolf was mostrously large, his shoulders pushing nearly five feet off the ground, his chest...