My hands shake as I pull off my shirt and place it quickly over her head, working her arms through the sleeves. She doesn’t react to my touch, doesn’t acknowledge my presence at all. Just stands there, swaying slightly, waiting.
“Selene, wake up.” I grip her shoulders, trying to get her attention. “Come on, little wolf.”
Nothing. Her vacant stare remains fixed somewhere beyond me, seeing something I can’t.
I’m about to physically carry her back to bed when I hesitate.
I need to understand what’s causing this. Where she’s going. What’s controlling her? What the hell has been happening to my mate while I’ve been blind to all of it.
There’s only one way to find out. Instead of waking her, instead of carrying her back to safety, I make a decision.
I’m going to follow her.
I step aside,
