The Lycan King's Secret Heir
They were scanning the crowd, their postures completely stiff, their bodies tracking movement with the unnatural, synchronized precision of pack sentries.
‘Kaelen’s enforcers.’
They had tracked my path from the subway. They didn't know exactly where I had gone, but they were closing the perimeter.
"Mommy, your hand is cold," Leo muttered, his small fingers squeezing mine.
"It’s just the rain, baby," I said, pulling my hair low over my face and shifting Leo to my left side, using my body to shield him from the line of sight of the men across the street. "We’re going to play a game now. It’s called 'The Invisible Game.' We have to walk very quietly to the train station, and we can’t look at an