Inside the ruined bedroom, Kade remained still.
He stood in the center of the destruction, watching her. His body was still. His face revealed nothing. But his eyes tracked every movement she made, cataloging, assessing, waiting for the moment when something might break through.
Dakota's wolf paced.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Her claws scraped against the floor, leaving deep gouges in their path. Her tail lashed violently, striking furniture and knocking smaller items from their places. Her ears flattened against her skull as another wave of heat burned through her body.
She slammed herself against the wall again.
The reinforced stone cracked slightly under the force. Dust trickled down from the ceiling.
Kade's jaw tightened.
