"Elena, wake up." Dominic's voice was low, urgent, nothing like the calm tone he used the night before. "You need to get up right now."
Elena's eyes snapped open, her body still heavy with exhaustion, but the sharp edge in his voice cut through the fog instantly. "What's wrong?"
"Wolves. Pack wolves, moving through the streets a few blocks from here." He was already pulling the curtain back just enough to look outside, his jaw tight with focus. "Three of them. Moving like they're searching for something."
Elena's stomach dropped. "Searching for me."
"I don't know yet." Dominic let the curtain fall back into place and turned to face her fully. "But I'm not willing to bet your safety on assuming otherwise."
She pushed herself upright, her body protesting after a night of very little res
