Chapter 12: The Escape Plan

The wind howled against the pack house, rattling the window of my tiny room as if it, too, wanted to warn me against what I was about to do. But I couldn’t listen to warnings—not even the ones whispered by the bond that had begun to weave its invisible chains around my

Chapter 13: The Hunt

The second my feet hit the forest floor, I ran.

Not a careful, calculated sprint. Not a quiet, measured escape. I ran like my life depended on it.

Because it did.

The wind whipped against my face, sharp and biting, tearing through the thin fabric of my sweater. The damp ear

Chapter 14: Captured

I fought.

I kicked, clawed, and thrashed, but it didn’t matter.

Evander’s grip on me was iron, his arms locked around my body with effortless strength as he carried me like I was nothing.

"Let me go!" I snarled, my fists pounding against his bare chest.

His golden-brown ey