022 | I FEEL YOUR PAIN

Enzo’s POV

Scarlett was in danger. I don’t know how I knew; I just did. It was her agony searing my skin; her agony pooling in my chest; her agony setting my shoulder alight. Her agony, not mine.

And it didn’t fade. In fact, it only grew worse – my throat tightened as if squeezed, and my lungs burned desperately for air they already held. Whoever had kidnapped her was hurting her. Not just hurting her. It felt like they were trying to kill her.

Something snapped in me at that realisation. I grunted, doubling over, bracing my hands on my knees as the back of my head hit a wall that was not there. “I won’t let you die,” I ground out, my vision blurring. “I swear it, Scar. I’ll find you, whatever it takes, and I’ll bring you home.”

Home. Chest heaving, I pulled myself upright. The pain dissipated slowly, like waves being pulled back from the shore. As the tide went out, I thought through every meeting I’d been in, every pack member I’d spoken to. I had nothing definitive to go on. But I