Scarlett POVGary’s hands were still on my shoulders when the low rumble of an engine cut through the night air. I didn’t have to look to know who it was.My pulse jumped hard enough that I felt it in my throat, a sharp, almost painful thud that made Lydia stir restlessly beneath my skin.Jaxen stepped out of the black car. Dark coat, jaw set, eyes already locked on me with that familiar, unrelenting focus. The second his scent hit, it made the back of my neck prickle and the air feel denser; Lydia went still, then restless.Old instincts I thought I’d buried clawed their way up, circling, uncertain, torn between the solid presence at my side and the one walking toward us like a storm given human form.Gary’s fingers tightened just slightly before he let go.Losing contact was sudden and deliberate. He didn’t step back, though. He simply straightened, shoulders squared, as if bracing for impact.
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-09-06 Read More