Chapter 55

I used the opportunity and grabbed her, pulling her against the hard wall. A hand firm on her waist, and another at the back of her head.

"Look at me," I ordered, and her gaze met mine in an instant. My breathing hitched, and my heart almost stopped not from the defiant look in her eyes but from something else. I stared at the rooted outline of the crescent-shaped moon in the center of her ice-blue eyes. It was colored red, blazing as hot as her rage.

Ryker started. 'Human, this cannot be,'

"Blood rage," I muttered loosely, my hold on her loosened. And she pushed me off her. Still numbed with shock, I pulled my eyes up to the bright crescent moon hanging in the blue sky, and then my gaze shifted back to her. I had so many questions bombarding my thoughts.

She was under the effect of the moon but it cannot be, the blood rage only affected us wolves and those with magic.

My eyes widened in disbelief as a thought dawned on me.