Stavros’s POV
I ran down the hall to where Colin was unlocking the private rear stairwell, he held it open to make it easier for me to shift and start racing down the stairs. Once I was through the door Colin shifted and raced past me to the bottom to repeat the process. I had a tendency to not care and just bust through doors, but Colin was nearly paranoid with the Packhouse security, and if this door was breached, intruders would have access to everything up to the fifth-floor landing. Then it was only 3 doors for someone to get to her.
At the treeline, I can follow my senses to the sounds and smells of fighting. Howls, sharp whines of pain, the sound of gnashing teeth and bones being broken. Some of the Rogues were using cheap scent neutralizers, the smell of ethanol alcohol and str
