Slipping out from the shadow, Cody watched as Fallon carried Anna away from the pack of werewolves. In a low growl, he snarled in annoyance as he rubbed his side from the hit against that tree.
“f**k. I knew this wouldn’t work.”
“What do we do now?” one of the wolves asked.
“Head back to the hotel and tell Trinity what happened. We need someone on the inside to help us with this.”
The wolf rolled his eyes with a smirk. “Aren’t you a fighter at Ritual-X? You are on the inside. You’re the mole, dude.”
“Yeah, I am, but I have my own work to do in this matter. Dylan has me doing double duty because he doesn’t have a f*****g clue what he’s doing. Trinity is the one who is a witch, not me. She may have some ideas about what we can do about Fallon. As long as he’s watching the girl, we can’t
