Turn of the Moon (Royal Shifters #1)(70)

“Whoa!” I squeaked, dropping my coffee cup to reach up and grab the tight muscles of his forearm.

My stomach dropped five stories.

I seriously felt as though I’d fallen off the side of a tall building, plummeting in a free fall. My heart took off in a gallop, while my lungs ceased working at all. I looked up and fell into the pools of those deep blue eyes, plunging further and further under. The word “dyad” echoed from deep within me, as if my soul itself had whispered it. I didn’t even know what the word meant.

But I did know one thing for certain.

Before last night, I’d never seen this guy in my life—how could I ever forget that face?—but in some inexplicable way, I knew him. My soul knew him.