Zayne's POV
The city seemed… quieter somehow, though the neon lights and distant sirens continued to pulse around me. But inside, everything was focused. Every sense, every instinct, every nerve ended at one point: Aurora.
The bond throbbed like a drum in my chest, sharp and insistent, pulling me closer, telling me exactly where she was. I clenched my fists, feeling the familiar surge of wolf blood, that raw, untamed energy beneath my skin, pushing me faster, sharper, stronger.
And then the truth hit me like a blade: Natalie.
Her name burned itself into my mind, every syllable dripping with poison. She had orchestrated this. She had planned every twist, every chain, every rope, every mocking moment of fear and pain. My stomach twisted in fury. My wolf snarled violently, ready to tear
