She inhaled deeply, her eyes never leaving his. "Power. Control. And something else... something ancient. But not corruption."
"You smell of contained darkness," Nara said, her wolf-enhanced senses picking up nuances no human could detect. "But also... silver? Ancient magic wrapping around something that should be consuming everything around it. What are you?"
"Your husband sees the world in black and white," Arthur said, taking another step closer. "Good and evil. Divine and demonic. The reality is far more complex."
Arthur moved closer, letting her beast senses drink in his presence. "I'm someone who recognizes a warrior when I see one," he said, his voice dropping to a tone that made her breathing deepen.
Her enhanced hearing caught the subtle change in his heartbeat, the controlled way he held himself. This wasn't just attraction. This was a predator recognizing another predator.
