Secrets and Scars

Cal's POV

Roanna does not hesitate. She lunges straight across the small food court table, sailing right over the plastic trays. Our untouched pizza and my plain breadsticks scatter across the floor as her body crashes into Jaxon.

The sheer force of her momentum breaks his crushing hold on my neck. His claws rip free from my skin, leaving behind burning trails of fire. I stumble forward, gaspin