“Seraphina, wait!” whispers a familiar voice, gripping my arm tightly.
“Marko Polo!” I gasp, as my head snaps in his direction. He nearly pulls my arm out of my socket as he forcibly shoves me behind a tall bush.
“Let, me go,” I tell him.
“No, you’re not going in there! It’s dangerous! Why did you come here?”
Why does he even care? “Let me go now,” My wolf growls. “Before, I end you.”
“No,” he growls back stubbornly, with red eyes. “I let you go for a reason.“You’re going to ruin everything! It’s dangerous in there. Don’t you see that? Everyone inside of the building is about to die.”
Not on my watch. I manage to break free from his grip and race back towards the building door.
Suddenly a forceful explosion of Kaya emotions flood through our family bond hitting me hard and fast near
