Hunter’s POV
I was frozen, the sound of the glass breaking still ringing in my ears.
I felt like I’d left my body. I could see the scene from Maya’s perspective. What we must look like, all grouped together here.
What she’d just heard.
Whatever I felt for Kara—and I was still trying to figure out what that was—I loved Maya too. Even if we weren’t fated mates, those feelings were real.
Before I could decide what to say or do, she turned and sprinted away.
I glanced toward Adrian, who was also still frozen, and Kara.
I wasn’t sure, but I could have sworn I saw a small jerk of her head toward the hallway. As if to say, “go after her.”
I listened. I stood and jumped over the puddle of water and the shards of broken glass, and set off down the hallway at a jog. I wasn’t sure wher
