EPISODE 40

LUCA

Rage was the only thing I felt when I saw them—Eliana pressed up against a wall in the restroom and this fucker who dared to touch her. He’s pressed up against her and his filthy hands are holding her in place. She looks shaken—afraid, her wide blue-grey eyes looked at me with terror. I want to cut those hands off so they’d never touch a hair on her skin again.

She had been gone for a few minutes, even though I’d assigned one of my guards to watch over her, I couldn’t help the unease that filled me at the lack of her presence, she was after all, in the world of wolves, the very den itself. I thought it odd that my guard hadn’t beeped me but my unease had spiked up when he wasn’t responding to me either. So I stalked my way to her, calling up a few of my other guards with me but I don’t see my guard I put in charge of her anywhere around as I matched down the narrow hall leading into the restrooms.

My blood spikes up at the thought of something bad having happened to her, my chest