No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sleep; every time I closed my eyes, I felt him watching me. Kristen's scent clung to the edges of my mind, like smoke I couldn't breathe out.

His voice, low, commanding, and infuriatingly calm, echoed in my chest when the world became silent.

I shoved the pillow over my head, but it did nothing to quell the bond tugging at my chest, relentlessly pulling me towards him, with him, with a strength I have never known.

Which kind of surprised me ...