Chapter 22

Zachary

Even before her name popped up on my phone’s screen, I had felt the panic from the bond. And when she finally told me what was going on, I didn’t stop to explain. I just moved—leaving confusion, questions, and my name being called behind me.

My heart started to constrict tightly against my chest and my wolf had started pacing around in my head.

The bond twisted violently—sharp, erratic, uncoordinated—nothing like the controlled pain I’d felt before. An image of Daphne being grabbed roughly by someone she didn’t know crossed my head for some reason, erupting a loud growl from me.

“No one is going to touch a hair from her head.” I hastened up, running at a pace that allowed me to whoosh past trees and houses.

I needed to get to her as fast as I could, but before that, I updated the enforcer on what was going on and placed a call through to one of the guards who had followed her to the park.

“Did you all catch the fucker?” I asked imme