Vicious Fangs (Mystic Bonds #1) | COMPLETED

The echoes of battle were a relentless drum against the ancient stone, a cacophony of shouts, clanging metal, and the snarls of something wild. Magic crackled in the air, a phantom presence. Cara, heart hammering against her ribs, found herself transfixed by the man before her, an enigma bathed in the dim light of the hallway.
He moved with a predator's grace, closing the distance between them, his eyes, burning with an unwavering determination, holding hers captive. A gasp caught in her throat as his proximity became a tangible heat, their bodies almost grazing. He picked up her fallen jeweled dagger, his gaze never leaving her.
Then, a whisper, a fleeting caress of hot breath against her ear, sent a shiver down her spine. "I'm sorry, love."
And just like that, the knife of betrayal plunged, a stark, brutal reality.
