KIAN'S POV
The afternoon dragged on like torture. Every minute that ticked by felt like an hour, and I found myself checking my watch obsessively. I'd spent my lunch break gathering supplies for what I hoped would be a peaceful afternoon, something to help Arielle forget, even temporarily, about the nightmare she was living.
When the last class comes to an end, I was already halfway out of my seat. I'd packed everything into my car earlier: a blanket, some food from the local deli, bottles of water, and even a thermos of hot chocolate. My wolf had been restless all day, pacing beneath my skin with an excitement I was trying hard to contain.
Easy,* I warned him silently. We're just trying to help her feel safe.
But as I hurried toward our meeting spot, Sylvia appeared in my path like a
