Chapter 53

Marisol meets his gaze defiantly, her wolf soaring at the proximity, even though the confrontation is the direct opposite of what it would rather have, “Your threats don’t scare me.” She bites back, and Cedric laughs gratingly, the sound bordering on mocking.

“You are actually delusional enough to believe that you can resist the primal pull? Try me then. Run. I dare you.”

“I don’t plan on running, Cedric.” She breathes out, voice airer than she would’ve liked.

Cedric picks that exact moment to lean impossibly closer, his breath brushing against her skin. “You underestimate the power of our second nature. It craves what it wants, and right now, it wants you.”

Marisol’s heart jumped, the air crackling with an unspoken challenge, each word exchanged carrying a weight that hinted at the underlying power dynamics between them.

Marisol should have been terrified, but her wolf seemed to revel in the closeness, resonating with his scent in a way that defied log