Page 139 of Moonlight & Mayhem

She shook her head, and relief hit him. Then she added, “I saw you.”

Chrome looked at her. “What was I doing?”

“Standing in front of the Christmas tree,” she said. He went cold, and Chris seemed to notice. “What?” she asked.

“That's where Elias died,” he admitted.

“I know,” she breathed.

“What else did you see?” she asked.

“You were bleeding,” she said.

“From where?” he asked.

“I couldn't tell,” she breathed.

“Was anyone with me?” Chris hesitated, and Chrome's wolf growled. “Christmas.”

“I was,” she admitted.

His heartbeat changed. “What were you doing?”

“Holding your hand,” she said. Chrome forgot how to breathe, and Chris looked uncomfortable. At least he wasn't alone in feeling that way.

“What else?” he asked.

“The bells started ringing,” she said. Jesus, this was like pulling teeth.

His wolf paced. “And?”

“You told me to run,” she said.

Chrome frowned. “Did you?”

Chris looked at him like he'd lost his mind. “No.” He laughed—actually laughed. She glared at him. “Why are you laughing?”

“Of course you didn't do as I ordered,” he grumbled.

“You sound surprised,” she said.

“Not even a little.” She bumped her shoulder against his and Chrome went still. It was such a small thing, probably meaningless, but his wolf disagreed. Ours. Shut the fuck up.

Chris looked up at him. “You're doing it again.”

“Doing what?” he asked.

“Going weird,” she said.

“I'm always weird,” he insisted.

“No. You're—” She frowned.

“What?” he asked.

“I don't know,” she said. Her gaze held his, and Chrome suddenly became very aware that they were alone and Chris was standing close enough that he could smell her. His wolf pushed forward, and Chrome stepped back.

Chris noticed, and something flickered in her expression—surprise or maybe hurt. Fuck. “What's wrong?” she asked.