The ride to Blackmoon Road was fast and silent, the night air rushing past Angel’s face, carrying with it the scent of smoke and pine. Steel’s massive form rode beside her on his motorbike, his jaw set, his eyes glowing faintly with the burn of his Alpha power. She could feel the tension rolling off him like waves, but he didn’t speak until they crested the final hill overlooking the territory below.
“This is it,” Steel growled, pulling his bike to a halt. He turned his face toward her, hard lines etched in the moonlight. “I’ll drop you here.”
Angel frowned, her heart thudding at the weight in his voice. “You’re not coming?”
He shook his head. “I’ve got my own work to see to before dawn. You’ve got yours. Meet me at the Starlight Door before first light.” His eyes bored into hers, a pro
