Chapter 78

Kiernan’s POV

The rain hit me in hard pelts, sharp against my skin as I ran. My breath came out in short bursts that steamed in the cold air. Every part of me pushed forward, faster, guided by scent.

Her scent.

It was faint at first, washed through by the storm, but then I caught that familiar trace of her that my wolf recognized instantly. The moment I caught it, his growl tore through my head.