The car slid down the dark road like a caged predator.
Kael was at the wheel, Lean beside him. I sat in the backseat, wedged between Tara and Nicole, and with every passing minute the air inside the vehicle thickened.
Sage rode in the other car, right behind us, alongside Zack.
The city lights flickered in the distance. The port district was getting closer. The warehouse where they were holding Tony… and where a Luna waited—one who delighted in gutting men just for sport.
My nerves were shot.
And on top of that, I had these two beside me.
I glanced at Tara. The blonde sat with her chin lifted, arms crossed, gray eyes fixed on the road as if we didn’t exist. Nicole, on my left, was more restrained, less haughty—but just as closed-off.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
“How did you know we
