Nightmares
Troy's POV
The city blurred past, its lights streaking like my thoughts. I tried Daphne again but it kept taking me to voicemail. My wolf growled, and I was torn between chasing Cassie’s scent and begging Daphne’s forgiveness. I’d asked her to be my girlfriend barely twenty-four hours ago, and now I’d kissed another woman, the mate bond’s pull, a betrayal I couldn’t excuse.
When we reached the penthouse, I raced to our floor, hoping to find her curled in bed, angry but safe. The apartment was dark, the air still, her gown and heels were not in the bedroom. So was her. My worry surged, replacing anger, my heart a drumbeat. Where could she have gone?
“I never want Cassie within a thousand feet of me,” I snarled at Ambrose, my voice sharp and lethal. “If that happens again, y
