Kira's POV
Five minutes. That's how long our agreement lasted before everything went to s**t.
I watch Damon walk out the door with Marcus and three other pack members, and something inside my chest feels like it's being torn apart. Our mate bond stretches thin, pulling tight like a rubber band about to snap.
"Wait!" I call after him, but he doesn't turn around.
What the hell just happened? One minute we're planning to work together, the next minute Marcus is whispering something in his ear and Damon's face goes stone cold.
"Derek's getting worse," Marcus had said. "The bond is fading. If we don't move now..."
And just like that, all our careful planning went out the window. Damon's protective instincts kicked in and logic flew right out the door.
"f*****g i***t," I whisper.
"Langua
