"You belong to a Siren."
It wasn't as if Cierra had been seeking trouble related to Hunter. In fact, she had been doing the exact opposite. She hadn't tried to call, had been working on her own career, and had been attempting to keep the woman out of her daily thoughts. She wasn't very successful, but she knew that it would come with time as long as she didn't reach out.
She was at the gym for the fifth time that week, wanting to get back in shape. She nearly jumped out of her skin as she heard the final word over the soft melody of the classical piece that she listened to on an elliptical, halting her movements so quickly she nearly tripped over her own feet.
The speaker stood directly between her car and a sleek, obviously new one. Those were the only two in the lot; normal, functioni
