Zara
That night, I was woken by an unusual sound at my door. Something was scratching at the wood, but far too high for an animal to reach. I crawled out of bed and approached the door slowly and carefully.
The scratching continued as I reached the door and pressed my ear to the wood to hear through it. There was no other sound out in the hall, only that soft, eerie sound.
I took a deep breath, braced myself, and opened the door.
Kieran stood there, alone in the darkness with his eyes gleaming gold. His wolf was in full control, even though we were nowhere near the full moon. His wolf bond was shattering more quickly than I’d realized.
Against all good sense and reason, I took Keiran’s hand and led him into my room. He followed me tamely, golden eyes locked onto my face the entire
