But alive.
My chest heaves.
Adrenaline still ripping through me.
“Tessa,” I say, turning fast, hands on her face. “Are you hit?”
“No,” she says, breathless. “I’m okay.”
I scan her anyway.
Check everything.
Shoulders. Arms. Side.
Nothing.
Thank God.
I pull her into me again—
Harder this time.
Like I’m not letting go.
Like I can’t.
“You don’t do that again,” I mutter into her hair.
She lets out a shaky breath.
“I got away,” she says.
Yeah.
She did.
And damn if I’m not equal parts furious and proud.
I pull back just enough to look at her.
“You scared the hell out of me.”
Her eyes soften.
“You came for me.”
Always.
Every time.
No hesitation.
Blaze’s voice cuts in, urgent.
“He’s gone off grid again—but I’ve got a direction. Northeast.”
Trigger swears under his breath.
