Anderson's POV
I stood outside Sarah’s apartment complex, gripping the two bags of groceries in one hand. Most of the items inside matched what she had dropped last night when that panther shifter attacked her—different brands, of course. I did not want her to get suspicious.
If you’re wondering, yes—I was the lycan who saved her last night and killed the panther shifter before he could finish what he started.
If I had let him live, he would have returned to finish what he started once he had healed because I sense the bloodlust in him, driven by a personal vendetta that coursed through his veins to avenge his useless son's death. That was why I had to step out of the shadows last night.
I had been following her ever since she left her ex-fiancé’s house that night. I was actually su
