RIO
I’d been in the kitchen baking ever since Beast and Wolf left. Beast went to help Lucy with her trap, and I guessed Wolf was checking on Raine.
Raine.
My heart fluttered at the mere thought of him. But it wasn’t from heated desire; it was panic. I couldn’t shake the heartbreak I felt in the dream.
Why did he have to show up now, of all times?
I rolled out the cinnamon roll dough harder than necessary. Baking always helped me work through my thoughts.
He’d shown up hurt, which was strange. What happened to him? Why didn’t Wolf tell me? Was he worried about the dream, too?
I spread the cinnamon and brown sugar mixture over the dough, then rolled it up and sealed the edges with a bit of water.
Once I’d cut the rolls and put the tray in the oven, my phone rang loudly, shattering th
