Chapter

Twenty-Six

Hawke

My skin crawled with unease. Everything felt off, like a song just slightly out of tune, my world disrupted by the lack of . . . something. No. Not something.

Someone.

My return to Beastville was met with little fanfare. Not that I’d expected any. After dropping off my luggage in my room, I immediately set out in search of the one person I wanted to see more than anything. My Asher.

This time of night, there was only one place she’d be, so I followed her scent deep into the part of the forest she preferred to use for her midnight runs. The time away had...