ALLISON.

In the midst of my panic, a pair of strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. I gasped, and I almost offered a punch if I didn’t soon recognize his scent, Liam. He was already in his human form and I could vaguely see his silhouette through the thick smoke. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. His grip was firm but careful as he pressed me against his chest, shielding me as the smoke swirled around us.

I was surprised at our sheer proximity but a part of me was ...