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My mouth finds the back of her neck. “Mine,” I say, quiet but absolute. “You hear me?”
Echo’s voice is wrecked and soft when she answers, “I hear you… every word.”
Chapter Thirty
CARNAGE
The Next Morning
Pale morning light cuts through the gap in my curtains and lands across Echo’s bare shoulder.
She doesn’t move.
One arm is shoved beneath my pillow, her hair spread across the other half of it, and sometime during the night she stole most of the blanket and wrapped herself in it.
I stand beside what’s left of the bed, pulling on my jeans and watching her sleep.
Fucking weird.
Not her.
Me.
Usually, I wake up ready for something to go to shit. Hellhound already pacing beneath my skin, ears up, waiting for whatever bastard is coming through the door next.
This morning, he’s quiet.
Echo shifts deeper into my pillow and makes a soft sound in her sleep.
My mouth pulls into a grin.
Yeah, I could get used to this.
I grab my shirt and ease the bedroom door shut behind me, making it halfway down the hall before my bare feet hit freezing floorboards. I stop as cold races over my skin.
Not winter cold or a draft slipping through the clubhouse.
The kind that bites straight through muscle and settles against bone.
My next breath fogs in front of my face.
What the hell?
The hellhound that was practically asleep inside me thirty seconds ago surges upright, and every hair on my arms lifts. Somewhere farther down the clubhouse, glass cracks. I turn toward the sound, and another sharp crack follows. Frost creeps across the window beside me, spreading from the corners until the whole pane turns white.
“Sentinel?” My voice carries down the hallway.
Still fucking enjoy being able to do that, but nothing comes back.
Then white-gold light flashes beneath the garage door.
Shit.
I move before I finish pulling my shirt over my head.
The cold gets worse with every step. By the time I shove through the door into the garage, frost has spread across the concrete beneath my feet, and every bike in the place is coated in a thin layer of ice.
Sentinel stands in the middle of it.
