Rosa Dear

Rose

I felt him before I saw him. I took too long to make a run for it, consumed by the soothing scent of a bonfire to make my escape.

I turned slowly as my skin blazed.

He took a step toward me. I was against the kitchen counter, though, with nowhere to go.

“My bunny doesn’t run anymore.”

His voice stoked on the embers quickly consuming me. I struggled to breath, the fire sapping all the oxygen out of the room.

Why had I always thought proof of mate bonds were sparks, when this one was flames that would destroy you? Maybe it was a sign that this bond wasn’t right.

But the mate bond was always right, wasn’t that what Lya said?

“What do you want, Liam?”

He reached out and snagged a strand of my hair, studying it closely. “Just to talk.”

I huffed. “Then talk.”

Finally, Liam looked up to me. “Alone.”

He turned, walking out of the kitchen. His grasp around my wrist left me no option but to follow. To be honest, though, I would have followed him to the ends of the earth with