WARREN'S FINGERTIPS brushed the vibrating phone as it clattered to the floor. He muttered a curse, then answered. “Yello.”
“Warren.” Through his sleepy haze, he recognized her voice at once. “It’s Noelle...Derek...he jumped.” Choked sobs on the other end. What happened to Derek?
“Stay there. See you in thirty.”
He sprung into action. The worry in her voice put his wolfy self on high alert. Noelle was not the type to fall to pieces over nothing. He followed his wolf's lead. Wolf was never wrong. Ever since brunch, his wolf warned him to keep a closer eye on Noelle and her son. Wasn’t a hard task. Noelle had stayed in his thoughts 24/7 since their date. Wolf liked her citrusy scent and soft skin.
He made record time from Washington Heights to Bed Stuy and managed not to get a ticket. Cop
