KIERAN BLACKWOOD
The mate bond pulses between us, like a thread that connects us even amidst the chaos. And finally, my fingers touched hers.
I pull her to me, wrapping her in strong arms as the impact throws us through the air together.
We fall with a force that makes me grunt in pain, but I hold Scarlett firmly against me, shielding her with my body.
All I feel is her warmth, the smell of blood, and the pain.
The pain reminds me of what she means and of what I’d be willing to do for her.
I should be dead, but I am not. I open my eyes, groaning with the pain as if my bones were broken.
We roll down the slope, bodies entwined, and I do everything I can to keep her safe, absorbing as much of the impact as I can.
When we finally stop, I feel the cold earth against my back, and the ai
