Kyra’s POV
The moment his fingers closed around my wrist, my entire body went rigid. Sylvia, erupted in my mind with snarl. "Don't let him touch us! His scent will weaken your resolve!"
“Let me go,” I growled, my voice laced with a warning rumble that came straight from my wolf.
His expression softened and his eyes flickered with a strange emotion. Fear? Pain? I don’t know and I don’t care. I just talked to his mother and told her that I will not get involved in her son’s life anymore. It would be my shame if I didn’t act upon my words.
“Can we…talk for a while?”
"About what, Nathan? About how you shattered our mating bond? How you chose Sophia over your rightful Luna?" Sylvia's growl vibrating through my mouth.
“Please, Kyra. I want to clear things between us.”
