Caz
I woke to silence.
No soft breathing beside me. No warm body curled up against my chest. Just cool, empty sheets.
My heart thudded once, hard.
“Taryn?” I said, voice rough from sleep.
No answer.
I sat up, every nerve in my body going rigid. The bathroom door was open. The hallway was empty. Her scent lingered, cloying and sweet with heat, but it was faint—wrong.
I moved fast. Checked every room. Nothing.
When I saw the front door cracked open, my stomach dropped.
I burst through it, bare feet hitting the steps, chest heaving. Her scent was stronger out here. I followed it instinctively, heart pounding like a war drum.
But then—suddenly—it stopped.
Cut off.
Vanished.
Like a blade through the thread of her presence.
Angelus surged in my chest, snarling.
No. No no no—
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