Jonah’s P.O.V.

With a surge of determination, my instincts kicked in, propelling my feet forward. My nostrils focused intently on her scent that lingered in the air so much that I would have been able to find her with my eyes closed, as it guided me toward her destination.

My paws were barely touching the ground. Each leap I took was filled with only one purpose — to find her.

The woman who had occupied all the spaces in my heart.

My movements were a blur, my figure effortlessly cutting through the wind that whipped my body. However, as I zoomed past a turn, her scent seemed to have widened...