Needing Us

Rowan’s POV

She whimpered softly.

The sound nearly broke me.

It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic.

It was small—raw—and it went straight through the bond like a blade.

Roe surged hard inside my chest, silver fury and instinct snapping to attention.

Let me go to her. She needs us.

My jaw clenche...

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