SOPHIA'S POV
I sat in that parking lot for another hour, staring at Damien's beach photo. My wolf whimpered every time.
Every instinct told me to give up, to accept that I'd lost this battle like I'd lost so many others. But then my phone buzzed with a text from Lance's cousin.
Lance is in the hospital. Someone attacked him outside his apartment. His hands are badly injured.
My blood turned to ice. His hands. ….A surgeon's hands.
I had to find Damien. I had to make him listen to me.
I looked back at the photo, studying it more carefully this time. There was a resort sign visible in the background - Ocean Crest Beach Resort. I zoomed in on another photo Tiffany had posted. The hotel logo was clearly visible on a towel.
I pulled up flight information. There was one sea
