Chapter 154 Rescued

The night was thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of rain and danger. Alaric moved through the shadows like a predator, his every step deliberate, his senses sharp and unrelenting. The faint trail of the rogue’s scent and the other scents that might came from his partners, faint but unmistakable, led him forward, his wolf, Hunter, growling low in his chest. Alexander followed close behind, his presence a steady, grounding force amidst the storm of Alaric’s emotions. The abandoned warehouse loomed ahead, its broken windows and crumbling walls a stark contrast to the surrounding cityscape. It was a place forgotten by time, a perfect hideout for those who thrived in darkness. Alaric’s jaw tightened as he approached, his eyes scanning the perimeter. The place was guarded, rogues patrolling the area with a casual arrogance that made his blood boil.