Keagan’s P.O.V
Steel bit into my palms from where I was hanging miles above the water where Leon's car had just disappeared.
The bastard f*****g got away.
With a growl, I hauled myself back onto the bridge, ignoring the searing pain in my arms where the jagged iron had cut into.
Blood dripped down my entire arm but I didn’t pay it any heed as I took in the scene behind me.
It looked like hell.
Twisted metals, shattered glass and smoke billowing from burning cars.
Sirens wailed in the distance, possibly coming to regulate the havoc I’d wrecked, but none of it mattered.
My gaze flicked back to the water. No sign of Leon’s car at all. My fists tightened. I’d failed.
With a final glance at the bridge, I let out a roar and fully shifted. In seconds, I was on all fours and I sprint
