Chapter 43 — Proud And Untamed

• ~ RONAN ~
• I pull Lyra closer to me and drop my guard, letting my wolf surface just enough to brush against hers. It’s instinctive—my beast recognizes its mate and rushes to merge our forces. We collide in a flurry of raw energy and growls. When she tenses in my arms, gasping for air, I mold her tighter against my chest, already knowing she’s seconds from bolting.
• There’s no turning back. Not for her. The first step of the shift has already begun—whether she’s ready or not.