ALEXANDER
I arrived at the house just as darkness was swallowing the streets. Every instinct in me was on high alert. The faint pull of her energy hadn’t changed—it was still there, tugging at me in a way that was almost too sharp to ignore.
But I couldn’t let that distract me from being cautious. I had no idea what Patrick had planned, and I didn’t trust him one bit… How could I?
The main door was ajar. I stepped inside quietly, eyes scanning every shadow, every corner. My senses were stretched, searching for any sign of a trap. That’s when I saw him... Patrick.
He was standing in the center of what looked like a living room, calm. And that was all it took. I lost it. All the control I’d been clinging to, all the careful restraint, snapped.
I rushed him before he could react, grabbin
