Chapter One Hundred and Twelve

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE

Startled, relieved, and wondering what could be so frightening that it would send Coello running like that, I spin around.

Sterling is in the doorway, a jagged edged dagger in one hand, breathing heavy. His hair is coarser, his muscles thicker, and it’s clear that he’s an instant away from shifting entirely into his wolf form.

“Sterling!” I cry, running into his arms. He holds me tight, careful to keep the dagger away from me. I can feel his body settle down and relax a bit, staying in his human form, but the sheer willpower and protectiveness of his energy haven’t dissipated.

“Ayala! Are you alright?” Sterling looks down at me, worry creasing his brown. “What happened?”

“The…” I stutter, then take a deep breath, trying to get the words out. “He…the one I’m hiding from.”

“The Moon Rabbit?”

I nod.

“He was here? Where?”