I tried to obey, to get my body under control, but all I could think about was the woman in the diner. She was so tiny. Delicate. Vulnerable. So easily hurt. “Can’t. Leave. Her,” I wheezed, trying to hold my beast back. “Go to the forest,” Knox ordered Easton. “I am,” he clipped back. Knox was careful not to touch me, but he got in my face.
