Kate's POV
The night wind cut like a blade through the last stretch of pine forest outside Denver.
We had driven hard from the Voss estate, following the lead Damian had pulled from his contact inside the detention center. Ronald's last known location. When the car finally rolled to a stop at the tree line, I was the one who got out and refused to go any further by road.
Damian reached for my arm. I stepped out of his reach.
I stood at the edge of the forest and drew one slow breath, letting the wild thing coiled inside my chest rise up on its own. For a second there was nothing. Then my heart slammed once, hard, like a lock being blown off its hinges from the inside.
I closed my eyes.
The pain hit the way it always did. Bone deep. Muscle tearing and reshaping in the span of a heartb
