The ride from the corporate high rise to the pack’s main penthouse was a blur of high speed concrete and a tense, suffocating silence. Escorted by four of Julian’s most trusted, stone faced security enforcers, Chloe had been bundled into the back of an armored SUV with blacked out ballistic glass. The men hadn't spoken a single word, their eyes constantly scanning the rearview mirrors and GPS tactical feeds displayed on the dashboard. When the vehicle finally pulled into the heavily guarded, subterranean garage of the penthouse complex, she was hurried directly into a private elevator that required biometric confirmation just to activate the topmost floor.
When the elevator doors finally slid open with a soft, expensive chime, the absolute silence of the penthouse greeted her like a physi
