LUCILLE'S POV
“f**k!” I cussed out under my breath as I ran down the stairs. My heart clenched tightly against my ribcage in fear Sia, my wolf pranced and clawed at me in panic as she kept whispering;
“Danger, danger, danger!”
‘It was definitely not a wrong call Lucille, it was so obvious he was referring to you,’ I said to myself as I got to the first floor of the building.
I stood in the middle of the room, breath hitched, heart racing, and forehead, all sweaty. Glancing around the room, I searched for anything that looked suspicious.
He said something about a package at the entrance of the room. Yes, I need to look for that package.
My eyes went to the entrance, and I found nothing. The hair on my skin rose as fear surged through me at the thought of someone picking it alre
