Kaiden’s Point Of View
Blood dripped from my fingertips, soaking into the grass beneath me. I didn’t even remember when I did it. Didn’t even feel it when my claws tore into my own flesh. I only knew one thing, I’d rather die than be the one to hurt my mate.
The pain, the self-inflicted wounds, were nothing compared to the war raging inside me. I had thought that staying away would keep her safe. That keeping my distance would be enough. But the bond… The fucking bond. It refused to be ignored.
I had pushed. It had pulled. I had fought. It had clawed back. Now here I was, slumped against a tree, my breathing ragged, my vision blurred.
Weak.
Pathetic.
I closed my eyes, but then a scent… Her scent. It crashed into me like a tidal wave, invading every cell in my body.
Fresh roses… soft and delicate.
Vanilla… warm and intoxicating.
And something else… Almond, honey, and wild fruits.
A scent so uniquely hers, so dangerously addictive that it made my pulse skitter. Slade, stirred. His restl
