Badru
I was cursing out my dad for installing such sturdy and well-made doors as I was about to ram the door with my shoulder once more. I froze, along with Astennu, smelling the fresh scents of the mountain as well as her intoxicating aroma of spiced vanilla. Her smell alone made me want to claw the door down. I knew the mate bond drove a wolf nuts, but this was a whole other level.
‘Don’t tell me she’s jumping from this height!’ I exclaimed through our mind-link. Although it was the first floor, it was still ridiculously high up.
The look of horror on my twin's face was plain to see, as was the flash of fear that zapped through our bond as though it was my own. He was reliving his nightmare from nine years ago; the day he thought he had killed Evie by accident when we were 16.
‘f**k,
