Caz
The night air was thick and cool, just the way I liked it for a run. The Eclipse Moon pack was finally steady, and the silence gave me room to think — or at least try not to. I let Angelus take control, letting him stretch our legs, run without direction, without restraint.
We didn’t realize how far we’d gone until the scent hit us like a punch to the chest.
Taryn.
Angelus halted, our body halfway mid-step, nostrils flaring. My skin prickled as the human part of me surged forward, forcing the shift. I stood in the woods, panting hard, her scent curling around me like a ghost I couldn’t shake.
We were near her house.
I didn’t mean to end up here. I swear to the gods I didn’t. But then I heard it.
A choked cry.
Then another. Louder.
Her voice—shaking, terrified. Muffled through
