Elias floored the gas, and the car shot forward as the motorcycles from the Black Forest Pack thundered after us. My heart pounded wildly.
Could this night get better? Why did bad things keep happening?
Alpha Evon held me tight, his grip steady, keeping me close to his chest. His eyes were sharp, scanning the road ahead, calculating. We were moving fast, but the sounds of engines revving behind us sent chills through my body.
He would turn to look behind us, trying to know how close the pursuers were to rounding us up.
Suddenly, through the rearview mirror, I spotted a familiar set of headlights approaching fast from behind. My breath caught as I recognized the vehicles—two black SUVs, unmistakably from Alpha Evon’s pack. Marcus was behind the wheel of the first one, his stern face vis
