Chapter 53

The night was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that made Sarah’s instincts sharpen. She stood beside her car, the cold wind brushing against her face, carrying a faint metallic scent. Her wolf stirred uneasily.

**Blood.**

The mysterious man moved with an awkward yet purposeful gait, clutching his side.

Blood seeped through his fingers, staining his dark clothes.

Her wolf growled low in her mind, a warning,

This man wasn’t just dangerous… he was lethal.

“Need a ride,” the man said, his voice gravelly, with an undertone that made her skin prickle. “To the Gawadar Airport. Now.”

Sarah studied him, her expression calm though her pulse quickened.

“Alright,” she replied evenly, unlocking the car.

As he climbed into the passenger seat, she noticed the faint glint of a gun in his hand. He didn’t bother concealing it.

The drive began in tense silence, but the man broke it soon enough.

His tone was cold and deliberate.

“If you so much as think of taking a detour.. toward the police or anywhere else.. I’ll end you. Right here. Silver bullet.”

Sarah gripped the steering wheel, her face betraying no emotion.

Inside, her wolf Lena raged at the threat.

The silver bullet was one of the most lethal ways to use it against a werewolf, but who the hell was he? Was he a rogue wolf?

something else entirely.. a hunter, maybe even an orc from

of answering, she

road stretched ahead, illuminated only by the faint glow of

the confined space grew stronger, so thick it made her nose

neutral. “There’s some emergency medicine

need it.”

look at her, his sharp eyes narrowing.

or maybe doubt. He didn’t respond,

rest of the ride passed

raced, analyzing

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the way he carried himself.. all pointed to someone experienced in combat.

man spoke again.

and parked on the shoulder of the deserted road.

remained firm as he opened the door.

not going to use the medicine?” she asked, her voice calm

out into the

hesitated, glancing back at her.

she could decipher it, he turned

her wolf pacing restlessly in her

the man lingered… his scent,

wasn’t fear she felt, but a

her vantage point, she saw him board a

off the water as it

man stumbled into a

staining the makeshift

into a chair, gritting his teeth

to life in

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