Heather's POV

A strong hand wrapped around me, pulling me close. It was Kayden.

“What are you still doing here?” I whispered, my voice barely audible, betraying the storm inside me.

“For some reason, my wolf said you’d come here again,” he replied, his arms still crushing me in a near-bear hug. “It’s weird—Odin, my wolf, has this strange foresight or something.”

“Kayden…” I gasped, struggling to speak. “I can’t breathe.”

He released me instantly, his worried eyes scanning me from head to toe. His gaze lingered on the bruises marring my neck and hands.

“What happened?” he asked, his warm hands cupping my cheeks. His touch was meant to...