Ryder West
“Stay low and stay quiet,” I whispered to the small team behind me as we moved through the shadows outside the facility. My arm was still throbbing from the gunshot wound I had taken earlier, but I ignored the pain. Clara was in there. That was all that mattered. I had spent the last few hours tracking every lead I could find, calling in every favor, and now we were finally here.
The building looked abandoned from the outside, but I knew better. Victor’s kind loved hiding their dirty work in plain sight. I signaled to my men and we slipped through a side entrance I had found on old blueprints.
The wolf inside me was wide awake, senses sharp, ready to tear through anyone who stood between me and her.
We moved silently down a long corridor, guns ready. My heart was pounding so
