Chapter 67

• I hastily got out of bed, bare feet touching the cold floor. The need to act, to confront this revelation, pulsed through my veins. I opened my bedroom door and faced Hunter's imposing figure in the hallway, as if he had felt the same urgency as me.
• “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice filled with agitation. Hunter stared at me with a grave expression, as if carrying a burden on his shoulders. “I remembered whose scent was in your house, Fierce. I came to warn you.”
• My eyes met his, and my mind connected the dots. “You're talking about the scent of...”