He damn sure wouldn’t be able to catch me in familiar territory. I could be free.
Free from him.
Free from them.
Finally, free from the bonds and shackles that my mate has forced upon me. Everything could go back to normal. I could escape Cyrus, run back to The Northern Pack, who will most certainly protect me and live a safe of fulfilling life with my family. I could grieve Kaya’s life the right way and live in peace.
You will never be able to live in peace, says the little voice inside of my head. At least, not without Cyrus I can’t. Cyrus gentle and rough like hands suddenly touch my face, washing my thoughts away. His sun golden eyes are blazing brightly as he searches every inch of my face. He is no longer running and seems to be stuck in place.
I was so lost in my own thoughts t
