Damien's POV
My Maybach stays two car-lengths behind Nova's the entire drive, close enough that I can track Aurora's scent through the open window the second we hit fresh air outside the city.
I follow her the moment we're inside, trailing far enough back that she won't notice, and when she peels off toward the restrooms, I take up position against the corridor wall, hands in my pockets, waiting the way I've waited outside her door more nights.
"Hey, buddy, doesn't this make us look a little like stalkers?" I teased Finn.
Hey! Finn puffed out his chest, his claws digging into the ground. "We're supposed to follow our mate."
I tell myself it's precaution. Redmoon soldiers scattered through the hall tonight, allied packs with their own grudges, more reasons than I can count for a woman
