The human brain can process an entire lifetime of terror in the span of a single heartbeat.
Standing in the freezing darkness of the hallway, the blinding red glow of the security pad washed over me like fresh blood. My heart slammed against my ribs so violently I could feel the pulse hammering in my fingertips. Two feet away from me, Logan loomed like an executioner, his bare chest rising and falling in slow, heavy contractions, his gray eyes completely unreadable, and totally lethal.
INVALID CODE. AUTHORIZATION DENIED.
The words on the screen glared between us, an indictment of my treason.
“Rhea,” his voice was a low, gravelly vibration that crawled down my spine. “What are you doing out of bed?”
My mental wall had been pulverized, but the survival instinct that had kept me alive th
