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.