Amara’s heart leaped in her chest. She knew that howl. She knew that voice. It was Darius. It had to be.
Killian’s face twisted with confusion, and he turned toward the sound, his eyes narrowing. “What the hell—”
Amara used Killian’s momentary distraction to push herself up, her body trembling with effort. She knew she had only a few seconds to act. Every muscle screamed in protest, and her vision blurred, but she forced herself to stand. She wasn’t going to give up now—not with the distant sound of Darius’s howl ringing in her ears, cutting through the darkness like a blade.
He came for me, she thought, her chest tightening with a mixture of disbelief and hope. He’s really here.
Killian turned back to her, his face contorted with a mixture of fury and annoyance. “Still fighting, are w
