He can’t help the way his heart is beating in his ears. He’s entirely too involved in this to think rationally. If she’s hurt or someone was up there waiting for her return and he let her go on her own, he would have no one to blame but himself for overlooking this. They start carefully up the stairs, their usual heavy footing, feather light as they move.
By the time they reached the platform, Ben moved swiftly to check for her in the window, relieved to see her unscathed, and yet the fear etched on her face is palpable.
“Peanut?” Frank calls at Ben’s confirmation. “You alright in there?”
The sound Kayla makes is pitiful, a far cry from the fierce young woman she had been all day, frightening his Alpha along with him.
What if it was him she didn’t want to return to?
‘Yes...no. No.”
