Evelynn POV
The bikes tore down the open road, engines growling like beasts hungry for blood. The night wind stung my face, sharp with pine and cold iron. Every scent came alive - smoke, oil, the faint trace of blood lingering in the air from the bodies they’d found near the border.
And underneath it all, I could feel them. My mates. Each heartbeat distinct, pulsing through the bond like a second rhythm under my own.
It shouldn’t have been possible - this level of awareness - but my senses were cranked wide open. Every shift of Rafe’s muscles beneath me, every flicker of emotion from Maddox, Jax, and Calder at our flanks… I felt it.
The pack used to say that kind of connection only came with age and control. I’d had neither.
My hand tightened on Rafe’s jacket as the road curved throug
