Page 90 of The Hunt of Night

I can’t sleep without her in my dreams, I can’t think without her in my thoughts, and I can’t hear without her voice echoing in my ears.

She’s everywhere.

Gliding toward the fae building, I frown when I hear Adrianna’s voice. This time, I know it’s not in my head. I can actually hear her.

My gaze narrows as I look toward her building, and she quickly comes into view. My eyes turn to slits as I realize she’s not alone.

Is that her mother? And…Kenner.

Double fuck.

There’s no time to tell the others. All I can do is act. But they can’t see me like this.

Not just because Adrianna is playing this little game with me, questioning what I am, but because Kenner canneverfucking know.

Shit.

My heart leaps into my throat as a wolf’s snarl rings through the air, and I descend, barreling toward the ground behind the back of the fae building as quickly as I can. My animal burns through my body, desperate to remain as present as he is now, and it takes every ounce of my control to keep him at bay.

I shift just in time for my feet to hit the patch of grass before I take off running as the telltale sound of Adrianna crying out in pain hits my ears.

Fuck. No.

Darting around the corner, I roar with rage when I find Addi on the ground, Kenner in his wolf form on top of her with his fangs locked on her upper arm while her mother cowers against the fae building wall, doing nothing to interject.

I see nothing but my woman.

Charging at them, I launch at Kenner, wrapping my arms around his neck as my legs twist around his middle. He snarls and snaps, releasing Addi from his grasp, and I quickly roll him away from her. I can’t see a fucking thing with his fur all in my face, but I tighten my grip, refusing to let him get anywhere near her again.

If only I was in my animal form. I would slaughter him right now.

As if sensing my thought, his teeth graze over my forearm, the swipe drawing blood instantly, and it weakens my grip on him. He’s out of my grasp before I can do anything, but he doesn’t race at Addi again. To my surprise, he takes off, darting between the shrubs that surround the fae building, leaving nothing but a trickled trail of blood in his wake.

My mind and body war with one another.

Stay and help Addi or chase that motherfucker down and bring him to his demise.

“Kryll?”

One word from my princess and my answer is sealed. I rush to my feet, only to slam down to my knees at her side a moment later. “I’m here, Addi. I’m here.”

Unshed tears well in her eyes as she stares down at her mangled arm, bestowing panic into my bones as I watch the color start to drain from her face.

Fuck.

“Is she okay? I didn’t know he was here. I swear. I swear,” her mother sobs, whipping my gaze to hers as I snarl.

“Get the fuck out of here before I do something we’ll both regret.”

She doesn’t pause to consider my words. She instantly bobs her head and gets the fuck out of here, and it’s no surprise that she follows the same path as Kenner.

With my nostrils flared and my jaw set in stone, I turn my attention back to Addi. “Is there anywhere else that hurts, Princess?” I ask, stroking a fingertip down her cheek as I try to reassure her.

“I can’t catch my breath,” she rasps, her breathing coming in wheezy pants. Her pupils are nothing more than pinpricks. There’s something I’m not seeing, something more than the mangled arm at her side.

I need to protect her, but it’s clear she’s not safe here. The last time Brody took her off-campus in an attempt to heal her, we only found ourselves in deeper shit.

There’s only one place I trust with her, and I’m not entirely sure she won’t hate me for it. But if the choice is between her health and how she feels about me, her health is going to win every time.

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