A sudden shift in the wind made Ava freeze.
Someone powerful had entered the forest.
Moments later a tall figure stepped from the shadows.
Golden eyes.
Dark hair.
A predator's calm confidence.
Ava instinctively stepped back.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
The stranger studied the crescent mark on her wrist.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Lycan King Darius."
Ava's breath caught.
The ruler of all wolf packs stood before her.
"And you," he said quietly, "are far more important than you realize."