GRAYSON LOOKED UP THEN, his blue eyes burning with an intensity that made her breath catch. He didn't answer with words. Instead, he reached out and caught her chin, his thumb dragging across her lower lip.
"I don't need a memory to know how to kill a man who threatens what is mine," he said. "The only thing I've lost is my patience."
He leaned in, his forehead resting against hers. The air was thick with his scent and the raw, heavy energy of a man who had stared into the dark and found her waiting on the other side.
"Mailah," he whispered, his voice vibrating against her lips. "The forest. In the vision... I saw a woman. She was running through the trees."
She stayed silent, her heart racing against his.
