Alvaro's POV She's trembling.I can feel it through every point of contact—my hand on her back, her face pressed against Luciano's chest, Javier's arm around her shoulders. Amaya is shaking like a leaf and it's making my wolf absolutely feral.Someone followed her. Threatened her. Made her afraid.And I wasn't there to stop it."Let's get her inside," Luciano says quietly, but I can hear the rage underneath. He's keeping it controlled for her sake, but barely.We guide her up to the apartment, keeping her surrounded. I scan the parking lot, the walkways, every shadow. Looking for threats. My hands are curled into fists, nails digging into my palms.If that car comes back, I'll rip it apart with my bare hands.Inside, Javier locks the door behind us. Multiple locks—deadbolt, chain, the works. Luciano steers Amaya to the couch and she sits without protest, which tells me how shaken she really is. Our girl always fights, always pushes back.Right now, she's just sitting there. Staring a
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