Rain-slicked streets stretched beneath the matte-black Harley, the engine growling like a beast ready to tear the city apart. Knox leaned forward, his hands firm on the handlebars, Harley’s leather seat soaked but steady beneath him. Behind him, Riley clutched both Harley and Hunter, their small bodies pressed tight against hers, while Harley wrapped herself around Riley’s waist. The twins were silent, sensing the danger, their tiny claws gripping, eyes wide and alert.
Seattle had never felt colder. Every puddle reflected the neon signs in fractured colors, the wet asphalt glinting under the flash of streetlights. Knox’s eyes scanned the streets with predatory precision, silver glowing faintly as his wolf throbbed beneath his skin, sensing every threat, every heartbeat of pursuers in the
