Chapter 36

Drake

I caught her scent before I saw her.

Vanilla and honey with that unique undertone that was purely Elsa. My nostrils flared as I followed it down the corridor, away from the noise of the banquet hall. Rage and possessiveness twisted inside my gut like a knife. That fucking Moon Shadow Alpha had been hovering around her all night, and my wolf was going insane.

There she was, standing at the far end of the hallway, her back to me as she faced an open window. The cool night air ruffled her golden hair

as she lifted it off her neck, revealing the delicate silver chain I’d given he years ago.

I approached silently, my footsteps masked by the distant music from the Ballroom. Elsa must have sensed me anyway-her shoulders tensed

slightly, but she didn’t turn. Defiant, even now. It pissed me off even more