~Annalyn POV~
Even in my faintness, I could feel the tremors, a storm of voices shook the walls as my body lay upstairs in Matteo's bed, but my soul refused to rest. The voices reached me like echoes through water.
Then... Matteo's roar, slicing through everything.
When I opened my heavy eyes just for a breath, I saw him stride into the living room below. His boots hit the floor hard, each step snapping against marble, he grabbed Ezra by the collar and yanked him away from Camila's spread thighs, his hand shoved Camila back, ripping her out of Ezra's lap like filth.
"What nonsense is this?" Matteo's voice shook with fury, his eyes burned, his jaw tight. "Why are you trying everything, I mean, everything... just to bring out the Ancient wolf inside Annalyn?"
