I woke with a jolt, my pulse erratic, my skin still humming from the strange, otherworldly pull I could feel even in my bones. It wasn’t the cabin's quiet atmosphere that had disturbed me, but the tightness in my chest, the weight of Ryker’s presence beside me.
His breathing was shallow but steady, and for a moment, I allowed myself to savor the softness of the moment—before my mind snapped back into focus. The bond. The damn bond that pulsed through me like a second heartbeat.
I tried to pull away, but my body refused to listen, my fingers brushing against the rough fabric of his shirt. It was all too much—too deep, too raw. Every inch of my skin was attuned to his. I could feel the wildness beneath his calm exterior, the hunger for dominance, and I felt something stir inside me too. A
