“I said drop her!”
The guard froze.
Everything froze.
Because that voice wasn’t just a command. He knew that voice. Oh no. Alpha Lucien’s betas.
Three shadows stood at the far end of the corridor, arms crossed, jaw clenched. They didn’t speak. Not at first. They just stepped forward like death himself had split into three bodies and wrapped them in black.
Evan’s was in the center, tall and broad, his muscles stretching the sleeves of his dark shirt, a slow smirk curling his lips like he already knew he was going to break every f*****g bone in the room.
Diego was on his right, silent, calculating, his face a mask of ice but you could tell he was dangerous.
And Amos…
Fuck.
Amos was already shirtless, his chest streaked with fresh claw marks from training, his jaw locked so tight a
