Kira's POV
Fresh air hits my face like a slap, but instead of relief, I feel like someone just cranked up the volume on everything. Every smell, every sound, every tiny breeze feels like it's trying to crawl inside my brain and set up camp.
"Jesus," I breathe, stumbling as we emerge from the service ladder onto what looks like an abandoned subway platform.
"You okay?" Damon's hand finds mine, and his touch sends warmth shooting up my arm. But it's not just warmth - it's his concern, his love, his guilt all tangled together and flowing into me through our bond.
"I'm fine. Just... everything's so loud."
Derek snorts. "Welcome to enhanced senses. It sucks for the first few days."
Mills is already moving, checking her tablet and scanning the empty platform. "We need to keep moving. Sun'
