Deke
Sadie grabs my hand and tugs me out of the crowd. I follow willingly, feeling relief as she leads me out of the room.
“Everything okay?” I ask as she pulls me into a side hall. She glances around and pushes me into an alcove before gazing up at me.
“You looked like you needed a break.”
The tension in my spine ebbs away. She’s right. For a moment, I was close to losing it. Too many people around. My wolf was agitated, but just being near Sadie helps.
I let my head drop and press my forehead against hers, breathing her in. She’s my calm in the storm.
Leaving her is gonna suck. My wolf is already frantic, imagining it.
“I want to thank you,” she whispers.
“Sadie.” I don’t mean to touch her—not after my conversation with Rafe, but I find myself rubbing my thumb along her lower lip
