Chapter 74

• Celeste's POV
• The moment I spoke Kane's name, I knew Luna Liora had heard more than I intended. That subtle flicker in her golden eyes-the one that betrayed that she grasped what I hadn't finished saying-made my skin prickle.
• Michael Jones didn't waste a second. He seized my wrist, dragging me along as if I were no more than an object, straight into a room meant for guests to rest. The door slammed shut behind us, and for the first time, the carefully cultivated warmth in his face vanished. The Michael everyone else knew-the charming, polite, almost gentlemanly wolf-was gone. In his place, a shadow of something darker loomed, his wolf aura tense, predatory, bristling with the storm that had always lurked beneath.