Sand scattered across the beach as Dylan sailed through it. His legs pumped in perfect rhythm with his heart, feeding the desperation fueling him. The moment his connection with Heaven had resurfaced, he’d struggled to keep standing.
Their combined fear zipped through their bond, electrifying every nerve in his body.
He’d screwed up worse than the last time he almost lost her. This time, he didn’t know her whereabouts. All he had to rely on were the instincts his mother swore he possessed.
“Are you sure we’re going in the right direction?” Layne asked.
Layne’s voice still irritated him, but the longer it took to find Heaven, the less he stressed over everything that had happened between Layne and Heaven. He’d rather lose her to his best friend than for something bad to happen to her. N
