Chapter 17

But Aden reached the top of the stairs unhindered. He held still for long moments, his head cocked at he listened for whatever was on the other side of the door. Darren couldn’t hear a thing except his own heartbeat. Just when he thought he was going to go crazy from the waiting, though, something tickled at his nose.

Something like ginger.

He stiffened. Aden’s hackles were already up, and when he swung his head back to gaze down at Darren with those eerily human eyes, his lip was curled back into a silent snarl.

Darren didn’t need Aden to speak to know whatever waited on the other side would not be friendly.

Ray was killing werewolves, not humans. And since he was clearly working with Jasmine, he might hesitate before harming an Argenti agent. It would make more sense for Darren to open the door, but he didn’t try to shoulder his way to the lead position. Aden didn’t need his protection. Especially since the wolf gave no indication that he would let Darren take the lead.