KRISTEN POV

The second her body slipped and fell on my arm, the mate bond snapped tight between us like a wire pulled to a breaking point.

For three minutes all I could feel was the warmth of her breath still lingering near my lips and the trembling of her pulse beneath my hand when I steadied her.

For these few minutes, the world had narrowed to her, the fire in her eyes, the defiance laced with fear, and the scent of something wild, and I was learning could be my undoing. I leaned in to ...