Aurélie POV
“Did you come alone?” a hoarse male voice growls from the shadows.
“That’s what the email demanded, so yes I did.”
“‘Yes’ would’ve sufficed,” he snaps, voice rough as gravel, his footsteps pounding toward me with deliberate threat.
Get out.
My wolf’s scream ricochets through my mind, and every instinct in me wants to obey wants to run. But not without answers. Not without Dominique.
“Why am I here? Where is my son?” I force out, my tone steady even as fear begins to coil low in my stomach.
He doesn’t respond. Instead, an ugly smirk twists across his lips as he stops inches from me. I brace myself for words, for some explanation but instead his hands shoot up and clamp around my throat.
My breath vanishes.
I claw at him, nails digging into the back of his hands hard eno
