**SAGE POV**
The SUV is gone for now, but I can feel it lingering. Watching. Waiting.
Jax’s hand is tight around mine, his presence steady but tense. I can feel his wolf pulsing against mine, restless, angry, protective.
We’re all quiet. Zack and Hazel pressed against the walls of my small apartment, listening, waiting. The night is heavy with tension.
The SUV returned as we’re all looking out of the window and he smiles a cold, calculated smile at Jax.
Then… Jax’s phone buzzes.
He glances at it and freezes.
“Who is it?” I whisper.
He swallows and taps the screen. The caller ID is blocked. Unknown.
He looks at me, eyes dark with warning. “It’s him. The driver.”
My chest tightens. I feel my wolf tense inside me, low and dangerous.
“What does he want?” I whisper.
Jax doesn’t answ
