Prince Liam’s POV
The crunching of the gravel on the deserted road was all I could focus on as I slowed my Maserati down to a crawl. I didn’t realize driving down the darkened trail in the dead of night alone was how I was supposed to make my meeting. I figured a nice five-star restaurant or even a low-key bar with easy women would have been the meeting spot, not some godforsaken location in the middle of nowhere! I would even take brunch at that s**t Crystal Lake packhouse if it meant I was around civilization.
I reviewed the coordinates once again on the GPS. I should be close to my destination.
I abruptly slammed on the breaks when a pair of glowing neon green eyes popped out of nowhere. “s**t!” I yelled as a massive black panther was stalking back and forth in the middle of the road
