Chapter 21 Freedom

• HIS VOICE, a silken caress, insinuated a shared history that sent a prickle of unease down Selene's spine. Every instinct screamed that she had never met this man, yet his words resonated with an unnerving familiarity, a whisper of a past she couldn’t recall.
• Waldemar's immediate reaction was a guttural growl, a low rumble that vibrated through the Moonbind, flooding Selene with a surge of the Alpha’s raw territorial fury. He moved, a blur of motion, to place himself squarely between Selene and the vampire, his body a formidable wall, his golden eyes blazing with untamed rage, now tinged with a dangerous spark of jealousy.
• "You dare to address her, vampire?" Waldemar snarled, his voice a low, dangerous warning. "She is my mate. Your insolence will not be tolerated.”