I'm halfway down the main staircase when Cole bursts through the front door, his eyes wild, nostrils flared. He tilts his head back, scenting the air with the primal focus of an alpha who's sensed a disturbance in his territory. His gaze locks onto mine, and I know he's already aware something is happening with Tink—the pack bond between alpha and omega humming with the same alarming frequency as my claiming bond.

"Where is she?" he demands, taking the stairs two at a time to meet ...