SYDNEY'S POV
The cold night air hit my face as we both burst out of the door, and the hairs on my arm stood erect. I was still grappling with the information that the bar owner was the one I had seen in my villa.
I had every right to call the gamma right now and maybe get this place searched. I mean, he had been injured that day, and I had no evidence of what had truly happened. I shivered, shaking the feeling that swept through me as I remembered the metallic scent of blood and the faint growl that had echoed in my mind that day.
Still lost in my thoughts, Alexander pushed me into the car. He hastily and roughly fixed the seat belt around me as though I was some pup he needed to take home with immediacy.
"Where are you taking me?!" I clumsily pulled at the belt as I threw the question
