Chapter 306 Right Place, Right Time

Ella

The dark alcove where the stranger had pulled me offered a deceptive sense of security, but every fiber of my being screamed danger.

Before I could make sense of how I knew this man, his fingers tightened around my wrist, and his other hand came up to rest on my lips, silencing any potential scream. The soft glow from a distant chandelier created a play of light and shadow across his face, emphasizing his intense gaze.

My wolf growled inside of me, a low rumble of warning that vibrated through my core. “Fight,” she whispered, urging me to attack the stranger and make a break for it. I could feel my muscles tensing in preparation, every instinct primed to obey the primal voice inside my head.

But just as I was about to make my move, a hauntingly familiar voice echoed down the corridor, freezing me in my tracks. Harry and his men. They were headed our way.

“…don’t know why you trusted him in the first place,” one of the men sneered.

“That’s why he’s dead now,” came Harry’s voice, dripping with casual malice. The sound of footsteps grew louder, echoing the dread that rose in my chest.

My heart raced as I pressed myself deeper into the shadows of the alcove, the stranger’s hold unyielding. Straining my ears, I picked up more of their conversation.

“This ‘W’ drug is our ticket to the top,” Harry said, the sinister undertones in his voice making me shiver. “That rat had to be dealt with.”

boss, but how did he manage to get the intel

spine. “There are always rats in the shadows. But they’re not as clever as they think. They’ll slip up, and when they

the situation became painfully clear. The man they’d killed was an informant, a mole who was feeding information to a rival gang. The ‘W’ drug, something I had only first heard whispers of that night, was now at the center of a

their faces soon,” Harry continued confidently, “and when they do, they’ll

like an eternity, and all I could think of was the

I could hear my own ragged breathing,

a cautious step back. I instinctively reached for my wrist, feeling the faint imprints of his fingers. Turning to face

him more clearly now. His chiseled jaw, sharp cheekbones, and tousled hair gave him an air of ruggedness. But

shivers down my spine. They almost seemed to dance with mischief, but there was a depth

echoing

stranger’s lips curved into a half-smile, revealing a dimple. “Devon,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving mine. “I thought I recognized you at the party. You’ve got a

while still grappling with the fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins. “You’re

nodded,

twice now in a row. “I… I didn’t mean to witness…whatever that

calm given the situation. “Lucky for you, I happened to be here. Another

raced and my heart pounded like a war drum in my chest. “Thank you,” I finally managed, feeling a hot flush creep up my cheeks as I realized just how close our bodies were in this small alcove. “I owe

chuckled softly, releasing me fully. “Just being in the right place at the right

reality of the situation sunk in, I couldn’t help but take a moment to

dark hair, seemed to come straight out of a romance novel. The realization made me suddenly

get back to my room,” I stammered, taking a

spiked again, heart thudding loudly in my ears. But the figure

frame stood protectively in front of me, his gaze narrowed at the man who had just saved me for the

voice unmistakable. “Logan,”

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