Third person POV
Vaden’s heart was pounding, his wolf restless as he clutched Sofia to his chest. He inhaled her sweet, calming scent, letting it anchor him in the storm of his emotions. Adrenaline still coursed through his veins, and the vivid memory of the hybrid’s blood-red eyes haunted his thoughts. The fight was done, but the thought of losing Sofia had shaken him more than any blow he had taken tonight.
He loved her—not just because of the mate bond but because of everything she was. Her kind, gentle nature, the way she always put others before herself. He loved how her face lit up when she smiled, how she scrunched up her nose when something annoyed her, and how fiercely independent she could be despite her soft demeanor. She was his other half, his better half, and the idea of l
