SKYLAR
Steam wraps around me like smoke as I brace my palms against the cold tile wall. The water's scalding, but I can't feel it anymore. All I feel is him and the echo of his voice, the memory of his breath hot against my ear. "Don't think you can hide from me, Sky. You owe me, remember?"
I press my forehead against the wall as my throat burns. God, I hate crying. It makes me feel like I'm still his.
I thought I'd escaped Colt when I left home. Thought Danvarr was big enough to hide me and that the noise of my brothers' lives could drown out the ghost of his voice. But two days ago, Colt proved me wrong. He found me. He always finds me.