The mate bond is screaming at me not to leave her, but I have to.
"Goodnight, Soren," I say.
But she doesn't answer.
I walk past Georgina, trying not to hurry, trying not to look back.
From behind me, I hear Georgina, "We will have to change your clothes so you don't catch a bad cold."
And then I'm in the hallway, and the door slams and I'm alone.
It's five steps precisely before my legs buckle.
I press my back to the wall and I slide down until I'm on the floor with my head in my hands.
That was too close.
Too fucking close.
My heart still pounding, adrenaline making my hands tremble. I can still taste Soren on my lips, still hold the ghost of her skin beneath my fingers.
We almost got away with it too.
We almost—
Footsteps approach me and I look u
