I woke up feeling like someone had set my entire nervous system on fire.
Not in a bad way. Not in a good way either. Just… fire. Everywhere.
The mating mark on my neck throbbed with this weird supernatural energy that shot down my spine and through my limbs like lightning bolts. I could feel Christian's heartbeat like it was my own, this steady rhythm pulsing through the walls separating our rooms.
"What the hell?" I muttered, touching the bite mark. The moment my fingers made contact, a vision slammed into my brain—Christian standing in his office, shoulders tense, staring out the window. Toward my room.
I jerked my hand away. "Nope. No. We're not doing that."
Getting ready for the day was a disaster.
I could hear conversations happening three floors down. Someone was
