Madison’s POV
The night was too quiet. That should have warned me. I was folding the last piece of clothing, my movements slow and distracted. The tension that never truly left when Austin and I were in the same space. It feels like tomorrow is necessary, but also unsettling, like it’s the calm before something violent.
My wolf was restless, pacing under my skin. Then it hit. The pain tore through me so suddenly that I couldn’t even scream at first. It started down from my neck, sharp and searing, then spread all over like fire is running through my veins. I am breathless and I shocked from this sudden pain, my fingers are clawing at the edge of the bed.
No! It can’t be! No… no… no… not again! I know this pain. I know it far too well. My mark burned as if someone is carving into it agai
