MATED TO MY BULLIES
"Everyone's... searching for me."
The masked wolf tilted his head. "You are dying."
"Observant."
"Our Alpha predicted this. The serum, it burns too hot. Consumes the vessel." He stepped into the cave, his warriors following. "He offers you a choice."
"We don't want your choices," Elena snarled, brandishing her knife. "Leave us alone."
"Put down the blade, Elena Rodriguez. We are not your enemies. Not yet."
"How do you know my name?"
"We know many things." The masked wolf crouched down, bringing himself to my level. His eyes behind the mask were an unusual amber color. Ancient. Knowing. "We know of Project Apex. We know of the enhanced wolves. We know what has been done to your daughter."