Liam POV
Haylie's scent surrounded me, the soft fragrance of daisies mixed with her warmth, driving my wolf to the edge with longing and protectiveness.
Holding her close, breathing in her red hair, I struggled to keep my wolf under control, its restlessness urging me to stay connected to her. But as I held her, a sudden intrusion pressed against my mind. I opened the mind link and felt my father's presence.
"Son, is Haylie with you?" he asked, his voice tense.
Frowning, I replied, "Yes, she's with me. Why?"
Gently breaking our embrace, I looked into Haylie's calm eyes, hoping not to worry her. My father's voice came through the link again, more serious this time. "Come with Haylie to the office. It's urgent."
My expression must have darkened because Haylie's brow furrowed with concern. "What's wrong?" she asked softly, watching me closely.
