Arianna
The moment I stepped into the police station, I knew something was wrong.
It wasn’t just the mate bond tugging at me, though that had certainly drawn me here. Ever since Easton and I completed our bond, I’d become painfully aware of his emotions. They didn’t overwhelm my own, but they brushed against them like a breeze, subtle and impossible to ignore.
The moment his unease hit me, I couldn’t sit still.
Now, standing just inside the station, I realized I hadn’t imagined it.
The atmosphere had changed.
The joking that usually echoed through the building was gone. Officers moved with purpose, radios crackling every few seconds. Someone hurried past carrying a map, while another officer was already heading toward the equipment room.
Braxton and Easton both looked up when I walk
