Zero pov
My heart’s still hammering from Mason’s words, Victor Kade’s name echoing like a warning shot in my head.
There's no way that Mason is seeing victor after we just got intel that the bastard is hunting him down.
The gas station’s fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting harsh shadows on Hera’s face as she stares at me, her eyes wide with the same dread I feel. My phone’s hot against my ear, Mason’s voice still lingering on the line, casual like his killer isn't hovering by his side.
“Mason,” I say, my voice rough, barely holding steady. “Where are you right now?”
He laughs, that easy, careless laugh that always makes me feel light. Only that this time,it fills me with dread.
“Chill, What's gotten into you?” He throws back.
“Just f*****g answer my question damn it!” I brea
