CASSANDRA'S POV
The grip around my waist tightened, guiding me away from the steps. The jacket slipped just enough for the light to filter through again. I was stunned and overwhelmed by everything.
Rebecca's panicked voice faded by my side. This cologne, with its amber and cedar scent, was marked in my memory. My heart was hammering, I glanced up catching a glimpse of his defined jaw line and those clear icy pools.
Sinclair, my heart skipped a beat. It was really him.
For a moment, I forgot how to breathe all over again. His jaw was tight, eyes sharp with fury towards the parasite. I felt my stomach twist. If it were a month ago, this action would have made my heart flutter, but now I didn't know what to feel.
He didn’t say anything. Just angled his body around mine, shielding me as
