Damon's Point of View
She headbutted me.
Actually cracked me right in the face. Hard enough that I loosened my grip just long enough for her to twist free and run.
By the time I shook it off and got to the cave entrance, she was gone. Just—vanished. Like the forest had swallowed her whole.
I stood there squinting into the darkness, listening for anything. Snapping branches. Footsteps. Heavy breathing. Nothing. For someone who'd been stumbling around scared out of her mind, she'd disappeared pretty damn efficiently.
Impressive, honestly.
My wolf was losing his s**t inside me. Pacing, snarling, demanding I go after her.
‘Find her. Now.’
"Yeah, I got it," I muttered. "She's gone."
‘Mate.’
I froze. "What did you just say?"
‘Our mate. That was her.’
"You're absolutely sure about thi
