Dariel’s [POV]

A series of hard thumps makes me stir. “You still alive in there?”

I lift my head from the floor and take in the office door. That I’m on the other side of it, and not downstairs in the bar cleaning up, makes it clear what must’ve happened. A second later, my nose twitches.

The fading scent of sex and sweat clings to Kade. And the scent of her.

Saige.

With the scents in the air comes memory. All of it.

You try to kill her, and Kade steps in to save her.

And she ...