Chapter 47

Kylan’s POV

I could feel her heart beating erratically against me, her body still limp in my arms as I carried her through the forest, away from the wreckage.

Briar was barely conscious, her breathing shallow, and that alone sent a panic that ran through me faster than I’d ever run in my wolf form.

I knew something was wrong, but the sight of her collapsing—her body betraying her like that—had set off every protective instinct I had.

I couldn’t wait for any help. I didn’t even think. I just needed to get her somewhere safe.

Her head hung in my arms like a ragdoll, and I felt her weak pulse in my hands, her skin clammy with the sweat of whatever fever she’d caught from the siren power taking over.

I abandoned the car the second I realized she wasn’t waking up. It didn’t matter that I wasn’t alone. What mattered was her. Always her.

I shifted fast, fur sprouting across my body. The moment my Lycan form took over, I scooped her up, feeli