“Are you okay?” his baritone voice asked again.

“You’re the one stalking me, Lucien?” I answered his question with another question. Despite breaking up, he still keeps showing in unexpected places like a looming shadow always trailing behind me.

“I told you: you need me in the Foghounds Pack’s unfamiliar city.”

“I’ve been here over a month!” I flashed my fangs at him. “I’ve been to a couple clubs and malls and restaurants already. I’ve been walking home alone on my own for a month, Lu!”

He lowered his gaze as he snuck his hands on his pockets, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I only want to keep you...