Chapter 59

Zachary

I drove at a reckless speed, swerving past cars, ignoring the blaring horns and shouted insults thrown in my direction.

I didn’t care. Nothing mattered except her. She was in danger.

If I lost her—

No.

I wouldn’t survive it a second time.

The bond pulsed violently in my chest, erratic and sharp, like it was tearing through my ribs from the inside. Every beat of my heart screamed the same thing.

A faint trace of her scent finally reached me, slipping through the open window like a cruel reminder that I was close, but not close enough.

I took a sharp turn, nearly colliding with an oncoming vehicle. The other driver barely avoided impact. Tires screeched, and more curses followed.

I didn’t look back. I couldn’t think straight.

All I could feel was the violent pounding of my heart which was too fast, and too frantic.

“She’s alive,” I muttered, though the frantic pounding of my heart told me she wasn’t safe.