Chapter 45

• The living room was saturated with the palpable tension between us, like a storm on the verge of breaking loose. I stared at Hunter, whose golden eyes glowed with intense anger, as if the wolf within him was about to break through the barriers of the human form. An electric atmosphere hung between us as Hunter's cutting words sliced through the air.
• “What did you say?” Hunter growled, his voice resonating like thunder about to explode.
• I nodded, feeling the weight of the confession I had made. “Cassian... Dorian... Kane... My children are yours.”