Reeva POV
I stand over Miles’ lifeless body, staring at my white paws, my chest rising and falling with the remnants of adrenaline. Blood soaks the road beneath him, dark and glistening.
“Harper?” I whisper, too scared to simply accept that it is real. I have been hoping and praying for this moment since I was revived, and I am overjoyed, but this is so surreal that I am reluctant to believe what I am feeling and seeing.
“I’m back,” she purrs, and I swear I would have burst into tears if I were in human form.
“You’re back, finally,” I whimper.
“And violently,” she snorts, and I feel her thrumming beneath my skin, a primal pulse of power and clarity.
“Holy s**t, Reeva!” Hayden interrupts our conversation, and I look at him. He is pacing in frantic circles, his hands trembling as he ru
