Chapter 95

• Zane Reyes
• “So she wasn’t sleeping, huh?” Flame rumbled inside my head, sounding far too entertained. He’d been obsessed with Ayla since this morning — misbehaving on purpose — despite our agreement that she could not find out she was our mate.
• “You idiot, she’s already doubting everything. That wasn’t me — that was all you,” Flame snapped back defensively. Typical. My wolf loved shirking responsibility. He was a darker, more reckless version of Jace’s wolf, Shadow.