Liam’s POV
I had to know who she was. What was she running from? And what was it that I couldn’t figure out? Was she half werewolf, maybe? I noticed her dress was ripped at the arm; her arm was in fact bleeding. Her dress was made of fine silk. She must have come from a fairly high-ranked family. It didn’t make any sense; why was she running? Someone highly ranked should have lots of protection. I decided I had to talk to her. I couldn’t resist the pull of my bond to her. I stepped out of the shadows to introduce myself and walked closer to her.
Adeline's POV
I was crouched down, holding tightly to my dagger, ready to put it against the assailant's throat. I assumed it was a man. I slowed my breathing, listening for the moment when he would be close enough. He was almost silent with
