Ella's POV
The he-wolf in the lead didn't bother explaining further. He simply took hold of my arm and escorted me out of the reporters' encirclement.
Yet the pack of reporters still swarmed right behind us.
"Hello? Who are you guys?"
"This is public a*******n! You're violating werewolf law by k********g Ella Winters!"
Microphone after microphone shoved right into the security guards' faces, but the men didn't even blink, wearing deadpan expressions from start to finish.
Passersby stopped in their tracks one by one, craning their necks to gawk at the spectacle.
A sleek black car sat parked not far down the tree-lined avenue.
The rear door was cracked open a sliver.
Inside the dimly lit cabin sat a tall, broad-shouldered he-wolf. The overhead light didn't reach his face, leaving on
