The bond in my chest turned frantic, struggling and fluttering like a trapped bird. Its talons raked my heart, the magic-bound pain eclipsing the physical.
“Kelsea!” I hissed, metal rattling as I strained to get free. To get to her.
Panic shredded all logic as I thrashed and raged in my chains. Desperate to find my mate.
She was in trouble.
She needed me.
I roared, letting the helpless fear and rage out in the only way I could.
“Hold on, heartmate,” I rasped, swallowing thickly. “I’m coming for you.”
I dug my broken claw back into the metal cuff.
And continued scratching.
