Ashley’s POV
Caden’s grip on my waist was firm, and possessive, as he held me close. His voice was low, dark, and filled with promise.
“We go hunting.”
My heart pounded. There was no hesitation in his tone, no uncertainty. He had made up his mind.
And so had I.
“I’m coming with you,” I said.
His jaw clenched. “No.”
I met his stare, refusing to back down. “You can’t stop me.”
His fingers dug into my waist. “I can.”
Luca snorted from the side. “She’s got a point, Frost. You know better than anyone you can’t keep Ashley in a cage.”
Caden’s eyes flashed with something unreadable. He exhaled sharply and released me. “Fine.”
A small victory.
But the war was far from won.
Mia’s POV
I hadn’t slept since waking up. My body ached, my mind a mess of pain and fear. But none of that matte
