CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
"Ryan," I say, catching his arm as he strides past me. My heartbeat hammers in my chest, the news I carry is a lit fuse, and I can't keep it to myself any longer. "Ethan's been spotted."
He freezes, the muscles in his arm coiling under my touch like steel cables. His body tenses and his eyes ignite with an intensity that sends shivers down my spine. The air between us crackles with electricity—fear, anger, protectiveness all mingling in a frenetic storm.
"Where?" Ryan's voice is terse, clipped with the sharp edges of sudden panic.
"Close. Too close." My own voice betrays me, quivering with the weight of what Ethan's presence means. For all of us.
Ryan turns to face me now, his expression unreadable. He's always had this way of shutting down when things get too inten
