Aaren didn't wait. He bolted toward the door, throwing it open and disappearing into the hallway before I could
recover.
I stumbled to my feet, the wound in my arm throbbing as my body worked to heal itself. It didn't heal much as I knew the kind of bullet I planned to use would be strong enough to make him weak. The bastard wouldn't get far.
My wolf growled deep inside me, ready to hunt. But first, I needed to stop this bleeding and take care of my wound while it heals.
Daisy's POV::
The hot water cascaded over my body, washing away the dirt and exhaustion of the day. My muscles ached from endless hours of fieldwork, but in the quiet closet of the shower, I allowed myself a moment to relax. For just a moment, I could pretend that I wasn't trapped, that the world outside wasn't filled
