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.”

get the intel to the rival gang? We’ve been careful,” another voice chimed

shadows. But they’re not as clever as they think.

rival gang. The ‘W’ drug, something I had only first heard whispers of that night, was now at the

show their faces soon,” Harry continued confidently, “and

even as Harry and his goons passed by our hiding. spot. Every second felt like an eternity, and all I could think of was the very real danger that loomed nearby. The temptation to bolt was overwhelming, but the stranger’s firm hold

could hear my own ragged breathing, the rapid thudding

imprints of his fingers.

and tousled hair gave him an air of ruggedness. But it

almost seemed to dance with mischief, but there was a depth to them, a

trembled, echoing the

“Devon,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving mine. “I thought I recognized you at the party. You’ve

adrenaline coursing through my veins. “You’re the man from the park, aren’t you? The

nodded, but

had somehow stumbled across me twice now in a row. “I… I didn’t mean to

given the situation. “Lucky for you, I happened to be here. Another couple of steps,

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 you,

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

of the situation sunk in, I couldn’t help

was undeniably attractive. His chiseled features, framed by a mop of tousled dark hair, seemed to come straight out of a romance

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

I was about to leave, another shadow appeared around the corner. My pulse spiked again, heart thudding loudly in my ears. But the figure that

between me and Devon. Logan’s broad frame stood protectively in front of me, his gaze narrowed at the man who

to his voice unmistakable. “Logan,” I started, feeling torn. “This is

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