Kane’s POV

The fever slammed into me the moment I rushed for the bike. One second I was fueled by rage and focus, ready to tear the city apart for Calla and the next, fire ripped through every one of my nerves. My body buckled before I could even move the bike. I stumbled hard, nearly dropping the bike, my knees giving out as the mate bond crushed me from the inside. “Boss? Kane, talk to me. What’s wrong?” What was wrong? ...