Chapter 96

• Third Person's POV
• Elijah's eyes, bright with their usual mischief, darkened in an instant. A glint of cold fury slipped through, sharp enough that even Celeste felt it ripple in the air like claws drawn unsheathed. His voice had been soft-only three words-but those words carried the dangerous edge of a wolf ready to bare fangs.
• To her own surprise, the irritation in Celeste's chest lightened. Something about his sudden anger on her behalf calmed her wolf, even amused her.