Steele's POV
Pain was always temporary. But fear became a different weight entirely. Waking up with the memories of that restaurant flooded within my mind, the smell of her skin too distant to feel comfort, I shot awake to find a pair of curious eyes looking at me with contradiction. The slightest sting of cold metal alerted me to her purpose at my side as I lifted my arm enough to see a wound stitched halfway across. New blood began to drip from my abrupt motions, but nothing would keep me from seeking her out.
“WAIT!” A desperate voice called behind me as I quickly dove through the door and onto the ground, landing on cold snow that mended the swelling of my skin beneath. For a moment’s contentment, my heart eased at the sound of her pulse so close. That hummingbird heartbeat was at r
