Chapter 18

Lunette Pov

Zarek roared, and I hissed in pain at his nails digging into my skin.

"You need to leave," he roared, and she shook her head.

"No, no, you don’t understand. You shouldn’t be here.” He cried out, his other hand shooting out and gripping my wrist in an awkward movement due to the chains binding his limbs.

His touch was almost desperate.

“It’s not safe.”

“What do you mean it’s not safe? It’s just you and me.” I hissed, twining our fingers together.

"I'm safe with you," I muttered, and I meant it; he was my mate, so there was no one I could be safe with if it weren't him.

His eyes squeezed shut, and another guttural groan ripped from his throat. His grip on my wrist tightened painfully, but instead of pulling away, I leaned closer, my fingers brushing lightly against his cheek; his skin was burning up hot and feverish.

Something wandered beneath his skin.

“I can feel it,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.

“There’s something inside you, Zarek." I looked to him in