Chapter 47 The Blood Moon

• Maximus's POV
• Lucien’s boots struck the marble floor hard as he rushed forward, the sound ricocheting against the walls like a warning drum. I bared my teeth in a snarl, the beast clawing at my throat, heat still roaring through me. My claws slashed at the air, a guttural growl vibrating low in my chest. I didn’t want him near. I didn’t want anyone near.
• “Stay back,” I snarled, though the words trembled, distorted by the animal in me.