Jessica/Tessa’s Pov;
Zane. Zane. Zane.
That was all I thought as I followed the path leading to the border.
The alarm didn’t stop and neither did the racing of my heart.
“My lady!”
“Wait up!”
I didn’t listen. I had realized a few minutes later that a few guards had followed me, perhaps to ensure that I was safe. As if I needed that!
Then, halfway through the path, my wolf suddenly stiffened. It wasn’t the feeling of fear or of someone watching.
It was more like someone yanking me back and I stopped. I didn’t understand this and I knew well enough to trust my gut.
“What—” My breath hitched in my throat as my knees suddenly felt too weak to carry me. “What’s wrong?”
My wolf didn’t answer at first. She just pushed hard, as though she was trying to force me back.
‘Don’t go.’
The wo
