Arianna
“I need to go.”
The words left my mouth before I realized I’d spoken them aloud.
The station suddenly felt too small. Too crowded. Every radio crackle made my pulse jump, and every officer rushing past only reminded me that this wasn’t just my problem anymore.
It belonged to Gold Pack now.
To Easton.
To Braxton.
To every warrior preparing to defend a woman they had barely met.
The realization sat like a stone in my stomach.
This was exactly what I’d spent years trying to avoid.
Easton turned toward me so quickly his chair scraped across the floor.
“No.”
There wasn’t even a second of hesitation.
Just one word.
Firm.
Certain.
Absolutely not.
I couldn’t help letting out a breath that sounded suspiciously like a laugh.
“You didn’t even ask where.”
“I don’t care where
