"My car is—"
"Get in," Kellan growled, his voice cutting through the damp night air like a blade.
He didn't wait to see if Dean complied. Kellan palmed the driver’s side door of his massive, blacked-out SUV, unlocked it with a sharp double-click of the fob, and threw himself inside.
Dean stood on the wet pavement of the alleyway for a single, trembling second. His sedan was parked two streets over in the dark industrial quarter, but the thought of arguing with Kellan right now was unthinkable. His knees felt like water; the sudden surge and crash of adrenaline had left him feeling lightheaded and hollowed out. He practically fell into the front passenger seat, dragging the heavy leather door shut behind him.
The heavy door closed with a dense, airtight thud, sealing them inside a sound
