The city pulsed with life around them, but Alina felt like she was moving through a nightmare. The cold night air bit at her skin as she followed Damon through the dimly lit alley behind the diner. Every footstep felt like a countdown to disaster.
Damon moved with calculated precision, his grip on her wrist firm but not painful. His sharp eyes scanned every corner, every shadow, every movement. He was a predator navigating familiar terrain, but tonight, the hunt wasn’t in his favor.
“We need a car,” Damon muttered under his breath.
Alina’s pulse pounded. “Where’s Lena?”
“She’ll be safe,” Damon assured her. “For now.”
For now.
The weight of those words settled heavily in Alina’s chest. Everything was unraveling too fast. They had the flash drive, but Adrian knew. That mean
