Creed

He said nothing. She couldn’t see his eyes but felt his stare. It gave her chills—and not the good kind. She took a few steps backward to put space between them and his downed pack mate.

“I wasn’t trying to kill him. That’s why I was going for the tape. I just pla

The scary stranger tilted his head and his lips twisted into a frown.

“For real. I’m really glad you showed up instead. That’s why we’re in here. He lost his control inside the airport. He couldn’t be reasoned with.”

The silence was awful.

Then something crunched near the door, and she turned her head to spot another enforcer guarding the entrance. He was just as big as the first one. They were almost dressed like twins except the second one wasn’t wearing a half-sword. They even had similar features, both their hair jet black, cut short.

“He’s not one of ours.”

She looked back at the first one, who’d finally spoken. “Oh. Well, can you take him to your pack if you’re local until he’s fit for walking around again?”

“We’re not pack.”