Adams' POV

I ran to the back of the run-down building with my heart racing with each quick step I took. The air smelled strongly of smoke and metal—a nasty reminder of the violence that happened just hours ago.

“Ronan!” I shouted with my voice deep and harsh. The air was thick with tension and every part of me felt that something was very wrong. I came to a quick stop, staring at my Beta, whose face showed serious determination.

“Over here,” Ronan called, beckoning me to a broken wall covered in shadows.

“What is going on?” I asked, stepping closer and looking around at what was left of the...