My fingers tug at his shirt, the fabric tearing under my grip, and I feel Eric’s hands on my shoulders, his lips moving lower, trailing fire across my skin. It’s raw, consuming, the kind of heat that could burn this whole pack house down. 

I want more—more of Rick, more of Eric, more of this bond that makes us whole, even without her.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” a voice snaps, sharp and raw, cutting through the haze.

I freeze, my lips still on Rick’s, my hands gripping his hair. I turn my head, slow and deliberate, and there she is—Lia, standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock, her face a storm of fury and something else, something that makes my wolf howl. 

My smirk widens, slow and deliberate, as I meet her gaze, letting her see every bit of the monster she hates.

### Chapter 29: Fire in the Shadows 🐺🔥🌙


I open my eyes slow, my body heavy, like it's been dragged through hell. 


Hands are wrapped around me, warm and tight, like they're staking a claim even in sleep. I turn my head, and Eric's right there, his face too close, his breath steady.


 I twist to the other side, and Dorian's arm is slung over me, like I'm his to hold. For real?


 My skin prickles, a hot spark in my chest flaring, tying me to these damn Lycans. I shove their hands off, careful not to wake them, and slide out of bed, my cuts from the fight with Grace burning—my arm, my side, my leg, all sore and raw. 


I'm halfway to the door when it swings open, and Rick walks in, a tray of food in his hands, his eyes lighting up when he sees me, a grin tugging at his lips.


"You're awake," he says, setting the tray on a small table, his voice warm but rough. 


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