“We thought you hated him,” Uldrich went on, a cruel glint in his eyes. “That’s why we didn’t expect you to be so relentless in tracking him. But you did, didn’t you? You followed that van all the way to the warehouse.” He let out a low chuckle. “If I’d known you were that good, I would’ve made sure we covered our tracks better.”
His admission hit me like a punch to the gut. He knew I had tracked them. He knew. That meant…they had been watching me too. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my expression neutral. Every word he spoke felt like a blow, but I couldn’t let him see it.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, my voice firm despite the turmoil inside me.
“The drug gives wolves the strength to fight and resist him,” Uldrich said, his voice rising with a desperate fervor. “Adam Renfield is
