Rian POV
“No,” I gasped, feeling the mark on my neck throbbing painfully. "Please, no." Rosie was hurting. Not just Rosie, but something was hurting our bond.
"Max," mom gasped, her eyes glowing with her magic. She was pushing herself to run alongside me, and I could see the fear written all over her face. She didn't tell me what was going on, but somehow I knew. I felt something was wrong with my mate, and I could see something was also wrong with hers. Wherever Rosie is, that's where dad is too.
When I first felt the irritating feeling deep in my chest, I thought it was stemming from my anxiety after Rosie left the bedroom. I was pacing, trying to sort myself out enough to face her without us fighting once again. Talking to her angry just made it worse for both of us. I didn't want
