#Chapter 64: The Bond

Kayla Noah’s hands were still warm where they had lingered a little too long on my arms, and I hadn’t even registered how close we were standing until I heard the sound of that furious, familiar voice coming from behind me. I barely had time to turn around and realize what was happening before Nicholas was storming up the alley toward us, his eyes dark and furious. He looked angrier than I had seen him last, but his anger wasn’t directed at me. It was aimed at Noah. “I said, get away from her,” he repeated. Nicholas’s voice cut through the air like a knife, cold and sharp enough to make me take a step back without even realizing it. But Noah, to his credit or perhaps even stupidity, didn’t budge. “Nicholas, wait—” I started, reaching out, but before I could stop him, Nicholas grabbed Noah by the collar and slammed him back against the brick wall. The sound echoed through the narrow alleyway, mingling with the harsh sound of my gasp. Noah winced but h