Christian's hand found mine as we watched Tom's SUV disappear into traffic, his fingers intertwining with mine like he was afraid I might vanish too.
"Come on," he said, his voice tight with barely controlled rage. "We need to get somewhere safe."
His BMW was parked two blocks away, and Christian kept scanning the streets like he expected Tom to circle back with reinforcements. The protective energy radiating from him was so strong it made my wolf purr with contentment despite everything that had just happened.
"Where are we going?" I asked as he started the engine.
"Somewhere my father can't reach us." Christian's jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscle twitching. "Somewhere we can figure out what the hell just happened."
The cabin was hidden deep in Shadow Ridge
