a

pon the kitchen, as if th

f food. His eyes suddenly stopped at my

into a low, dangerous Alpha rumble. He took a step close

answer, his phone rang. The sc

ered it im

hot. My skin is burning." She was faking The Heat. "I cannot control it," she whimpe

ils contracted abruptly, the muscles in his jaw bunching from the strain,

oice dripping with extreme gentlene

ble. He ran out of the front door. The

ain. He stripped away my last c

e bedroom and pulled out my suitcase. I only pa

ext from Ethan: I will be home at 8 PM

the clock.

rk. Tiffany had posted a new picture. It showed Ethan's strong arm wrapping around her waist. She had deliberately pulled

y app and checked the progress of the sma

through the Mind-Link.

, his voice echoed back, sounding annoyed. I have

nection. I watche

deleted the last photo of Ethan and me. The doorbell

n and played a video from nine years ago. It was the recording of our Recognition Ritual. I w

my tears were falling into the icing. It was a birt

as standing in the b

ly upset. It is her birthday week. I am s

my shoulders. I felt light

the Mind-Link one last time. I pushed my voice deep into hi

ct you, Ethan

shut the d