~ASHTON~

I place a hand over my chest, surprised to feel my heartbeat pounding rapidly, as if something was wrong. I couldn't quite explain it, but a strange intuition told me that something was happening to Hazel—I couldn't tell what it was but I knew it was bad.

She needed me. I knew she did, even though I couldn't quite explain or understand how I was able to sense this.

Hazel was not my mate—this kind of deep, instinctual connection was exclusive to mates. Normally, I could ...