Going home...
The words echoed in my mind, lost in the fog.
I remembered Emily's phone call—she said my family was coming for me.
Could this guy... really be family?
I couldn't open my eyes, but I could feel the strong muscles of the wolf wrapped around me, warm and comforting.
He smelled like vanilla and martinis—clean, fresh. It felt like sinking into the softest, most comfortable bed in the world. All my last bit of worry just melted away.
Then, I passed out completely.
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Zane's POV
Watching Sloane walk away felt like someone was ripping my heart out.
I never thought she'd actually leave. But here we were—it was really happening.
She left so easily, like she didn't care about any of it.
It felt like something was ripped right out of my soul.
The rejection hit me like
