Zara
Ryan and Mason took the front seats, and the rest of the men settled into the back. The engine roared as Ryan climbed behind the wheel. The tires screeched as we pulled away, my heart pounding in time with the clatter of the gravel road.
"Zara! Zara, are you there?" Kane's desperate voice filled my mind, sounding somewhat intermittent, as if we were having a bad connection. "I feel you." The connection... It's weak, but I can feel it."
The skin around my wrists had healed faster than after the blood I'd drawn earlier that day. The skin around my hands was still red and sore, but not as badly. Burned and blistered. Even while my wolf was still asleep, I felt the bond beginning to form, binding me to Kane.
"I'm here! Alpha, I'm here!" I screamed, desperately searching for him in the darkness of my mind. "Did something happen? What's wrong?"
