ELLA
My feet pounded against the pavement, carrying me away from the gym, away from Caden and away from the moment that had just shattered everything I thought I knew about self-control.
But I couldn't outrun the memory.
His lips on mine. The taste of him. The way his body had felt pressed against me. He was solid, warm, and everything I thought he would feel like.
I touched my lips without meaning to, my fingers tracing the ghost of his kiss. My lips still tingled, still burned with the imprint of him.
It was like he had branded me and marked me in a way that went far deeper than skin. My heart was racing, and it had nothing to do with the running.
What had I done?
The question echoed through my mind on repeat. It was accusatory and panicked. I kissed Caden Blackmoon. Or he had ki
