Elena POV:
Stupid, stupid wolf and her stupid, wolfish mate claim.
I wanted to scream. Zena's uncontrollable emotions over her mate had gotten the best of me, forcing me to expose myself when I should've stayed hidden. My carefully laid plans to escape were now dangling by a thread, but even that wasn't the current issue.
No, my real problem right now?
An alpha mate—who was very much on heat—had cornered me, his towering form radiating power and raw, unfiltered desire.
My back was pressed against the bannister, nowhere else to go, and Kane was standing a breath away, his black, lust-fueled eyes pinning me in place. He was practically vibrating with tension, the veins in his arms straining, his fists clenched at his sides like he was fighting every instinct to reach out and touch me.
