Ivory
The sedan stayed with us, its dark presence a constant threat in the rearview mirror.
I turned to check on Erin, who remained blissfully unaware, still asleep in the back seat. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm for her sake.
Cole's grip on the steering wheel tightened as he accelerated down a narrow alley, the sedan still in hot pursuit. I could feel the tension radiating off him, and his determination to protect us was evident in every move he made. I also sensed his fear of engaging in battle because he had no wolf.
Suddenly, Cole made a hard left onto a secluded road leading to the old industrial district. The streets were deserted, the buildings towering and casting long shadows. I glanced back at the sedan, its headlights glaring in the dim light.
"Hold on," Cole s
