Chapter 110

Wanting to scream with frustration, Lily turned to cast an impatient look at the undesirable intruder. Only to freeze in shock.

Holy shit. As big as, or even bigger than Rhye, his wolf possessed the features of an ancient canine, with raven black hair pulled into a braid that hung well past his waist and golden brown eyes that seemed to sear right through her.

But it was more than his stark elegance and the way he shifted back into his human form, his leather pants, and loose silk shirt caressed his heavily muscled body that made her instinctively step toward Rhye.

His power was a thick, palpable existence in the air, prickling over her skin with a nearly unbearable vigor.

At her side, Rhye offered a stiff salute. "Dimitri." That frightening golden gaze shifted to run a searching path over Rhye’s stiff form, narrowing as he caught sight of the werewolf’s brittle expression.

"I am pleased to discover you unharmed, if not unscathed, Alpha," Dimitri roared, a rem