Serissa
Colin kept my hand firmly captured in his as we rode the elevator to the first floor of the building, even as he made a call to have guards waiting for us. The feeling of unease that had driven me to seek him out in the first place was still there, but the warmth from his hand helped me feel like I could breathe again.
“When we go out there, I need you to promise to stay right next to me,” he demanded.
“Yeah, ok,” I agreed, not sure what we were doing. He'd said I was going to track Donovan down, but I didn't know how to do that.
Becca was standing with a group of guards, waiting for us in front of two SUVs. I'd never seen her in uniform before, but she radiated an aura of control and power. As we approached, she glanced down at our entwined hands and sent Colin a meaningful
