Koda’s P.O.V.
Kill
Kill
Kill
that was the only word going on and on in my mind, once I had dropped my phone after receiving a call from Jules, who sounded scared to death. The phone call had come out of the blue, surprising me at first, because I had initially wanted to give her some space, at least for tonight, before I would have been able to talk to her tomorrow about the flowers that she had received. For one tiny second, I had believed, hoped even, that she had changed her mind and that she wanted to talk to me sooner than later, but once I had heard the fear in her voice, my inner wolf had snapped like a twig.
Jules
our mate
our one true mate
she was in danger, and every fiber of my being screamed for me to get into action and protect her from whatever the hell she needed p
