“Walking the neutral grounds looking like meat will get you hunted, little wolf.”The slurs from the lower-ranked strays lingering outside the theater theater weren’t whispered. They sniffed the air, tracking my scent, eyes flashing a dirty yellow in the dim light of the alley.“Hey, gorgeous! Lost your pack?” a brute in a scarred pickup truck yelled, pulling up to the curb.“You look cold in that silk dress. Why don't you hop in the back? We can keep each other warm before the moon sets.”The trucks circled me, their engines growling, trapping me against the brick wall. My breath hitched. I cursed myself for dressing up for Noah Pierce like a naive omega. Just as I was calculating my chances of shifted combat in heels, a massive, midnight-black modified tank of a truck swerved from the main road, slamming directly into the lead pickup’s rear axle with a deafening screech of tearing metal.I flinched, shielding my face from the flying glass.The hazard lights of the massive rig pulsed
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