ALARIC POV
She was looking at me in a way that made my stomach twist, and not because of the blood, not because of the bodies cooling behind me, not even because Kara’s was still faintly shimmering at the edges of her pupils like a caged beast she hadn’t decided whether to keep calm or unleash, but because there was something fragile underneath the fire in her eyes, something that looked dangerously close to disillusionment, and I did not know which part of me had caused it.
Maybe all of them.
Maybe the man who had waited too long to stake his claim. The man that was still waiting,
Maybe the wolf who had lost every ounce of sympathy and caused a blood bath, killing all the ones that could have been questioned.
Her gaze traveled over my face slowly, deliberately, as if she were memoriz
