Nathan’s POV
I shouldn’t have come back.
I told myself that over and over as I crept through the passageway Mira showed me—narrow, damp, and completely silent except for the sound of my own heart hammering against my ribs.
The moon was high outside. Everyone was asleep. No patrols passed this wing. No cameras.
And still, I knew this was a risk I couldn’t afford to take.
But my wolf didn’t care.
“Go to her.”
His voice had become unbearable.
“ She’s not safe. She’s not okay. You know it. You can feel it.”
He was right. I could. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. Pale, tired. Frightened.
But tonight, it was worse.
I couldn’t sleep. Not with the weight of her sobs echoing through the bond—even if she couldn’t feel it.
My wolf howled in my head, clawing at my chest like he
