ZANE’S POV
I smelled her before I saw her.
Her hypnotic scent sullied with blood and fear.
The moment I stepped into that cave, my wolf rose to the surface, howling in fury at what had been done to her, banging at my chest to let him out.
I couldn’t… I had no idea what he would do.
My Nina.
Chained. Bruised.
Our eyes met, and for a brief second, everything else fell away. My rage. The ache in my chest. She was here. She was alive.
But then I saw him.
Brent.
And the world snapped back into place with a force.
He stood too close to her, too casual, like he didn’t just drag her through hell. Like he didn’t fill her head with poison.
I should have known he was involved in everything. I was too slow, too caught up in my own demons to see the obvious, to stop him before it got to t
