Page 116 of Knot What I Expected

Can't kill it.

Can't even fucking identify it.

I shut off the water. And I get dressed quickly.

Jeans.

Black T-shirt.

Boots.

The shirt sticks slightly to the burns on my back.

Don't care.

I need to go. I'm halfway to my truck when Justin comes across the clearing between our cabins.

He stops. Looks me over. His brows pull together.

“Where the hell are you going?”

“Out.”

“You were almost crushed by a tree four hours ago.”

“Wasn't crushed.”

“You're burned.”

“Noticed.”

“You haven't slept in three days.”

“I'll sleep later.”

Justin stares at me.

Dragons can be annoyingly fucking perceptive.

His eyes narrow. Then something clicks.

“Oh.”

I growl.

“Don't.”

His mouth twitches.

“I'm not saying anything.”

“Good.”

“You're going to see Gabriella.”

My Wolf slams forward.

A growl rolls out of me.