KAEL'S POV
Three days had passed since that feeling first sparked through my chest—an ache, a heat, a pull unlike anything I'd ever known. And it had not stopped tormenting me since. It haunted me, waking and asleep, bleeding into every breath I took, tightening like a collar around my thoughts.
And as if that wasn't enough, my wolf, once silent as the grave, now stirred with a voice louder than reason. He growled, he paced, he begged.
Find her.
She's here.
We must search, we must act.
But how could I search for someone I had never even seen? How could I chase a moment—a sensation—that had come and gone like mist in the night? No scent. No face. Just that feeling.
It had struck like lightning and left nothing but fire in its wake.
The worst part?
I could not stop thinking about it. About her.
Whoever she was. Whatever she was.
