The world stilled the moment McKenna’s fingers brushed Azeo’s hand. Sparks leapt between them, fierce and undeniable, pulling her under until exhaustion claimed her.
When she woke again, it wasn’t the sterile hospital walls surrounding her. She lay beneath clean sheets in a quiet room of the pack house. Warm morning light spilled across the floorboards.
Beside her sat Alpha Azeo, slumped in a chair, his arms folded tight across his chest. Even in sleep, his body seemed coiled, his face drawn and pale. Dark circles pooled under his eyes. He’s been here the whole time, she thought, the realization warming and unsettling her in equal measure.
Her hand twitched. She wanted to touch him again, to feel those sparks, to prove they weren’t some cruel trick. It must be the bond. No matter how mu
