KADE
The first thing I saw was fire.
Not the kind that burns. The kind that breathes, slow and deliberate, circling the edges of the room like it had been waiting. I blinked once, twice, convinced my eyes were lying to me. My whole body felt like someone had wrung it out and hung it to dry. My ribs screamed the moment I shifted. My limbs were heavy in that deep, bone-level way that told me I hadn't used them in a very long time.
Then my wolf stirred.
He came back loud and furious, crashing through the inside of my chest like he had a score to settle. His voice hit me before I fully understood what was happening.
Pathetic. Useless. You made our mate suffer, you worthless soul.
I flinched. Pressed my eyes shut. The wolf didn't let up, pushing images at me I wasn't ready for. Sloane's f
