Sierra’s POV
I froze, every instinct screaming at me to step away, but I couldn’t look away. The creature’s glowing amber eyes locked onto mine through the glass, as though it could see me just as clearly as I could see it.
My legs trembled as the wolf stepped closer, its movements deliberate and unnervingly graceful. There was something familiar about its gaze—something almost… human.
A sharp knock at the door behind me made me jump.
“Sierra?” Jayden’s voice called, low but urgent.
I whipped around, my heart racing. “Yes?” I managed to croak, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Open the door. Now,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.
I hurried to the door and pulled it open. Jayden stood there, still in his suit, his expression grim. His hair was slightly disheveled, and
