Chapter 37
Ivy
He had just gone back and forth along that ridiculously long pole, yet he still looked fine. Even a normal wolf would be panting by now.
But he wasn’t.
I swallowed and nodded stiffly.
I climbed onto his back, and for a moment, I felt his muscles flex as he adjusted me. His scent invaded my nostrils—strongly of cinnamon and something expensive.
I tried to focus on the danger at hand instead.
“Hang on.”
Slowly, he descended from the iron rail.
I subconsciously held on tighter to his shoulder.
Just then, the car we had just come out of broke free, falling with massive speed toward the ground. My heart skipped a beat.
So my weight had been the thing holding it back.
With nothing else supporting the railing, the iron swayed in the breeze.
Immedi
