ORIEN'S POV

I find her by the trees, half in the mist and entirely too far from me.

... And the first thing I notice other than her, is the blood on her fingers.

However it's not hers, it's Cormac’s, and the scent coils up my nose so strongly I have to exhale twice to keep my wolf from howling.

“You were supposed to be in bed,” I say, walking towards her, and even as I do I hear how odd my voice sounds with all the rage buried under it.

“I needed air,” she tells me, trying ...