ROMAN'S POV
I was three buildings away, locked in a meeting with the senior Betas about patrol rotations, half-listening, the way I always half-listened when my mind was somewhere it had no business being. Somewhere it had been for weeks now, no matter how many times I ordered it not to.
Suddenly, the alarm went off. Everybody in the room froze like an apocalypse was about to happen. What the actual f**k. King hovered over my surface, contemplating if he was hearing correctly.
Then the scent hit me, and every other thought in my head went silent.
Copper. Fear. And underneath it, unmistakable even through panic and pain — her.
King was already clawing at the inside of my chest before I'd processed what I was smelling, my wolf surging forward with a violence that nearly took my legs ou
