Jaxen POV
I stepped out of the car just as some guy cornered Scarlett.
She was digging through her bag as if her life depended on it, every muscle locked tight, wired as if she was ready to snap.
I crossed the distance in a few long strides, voice low but carrying that edge that made most people freeze.
“Who the hell are you? Why are you chasing her?”
The guy looked up. Color drained from his face the second our eyes met.
He must’ve read the don’t f**k with me written all over mine.
His voice cracked when he answered.
“I, I’m with Hidenpark management. Her upstairs neighbor asked me to find her.”
“Management?”
I let my gaze drag over him slowly, sizing him up.
My wolf was already alert, claws itching just beneath my skin, a low rumble building in my chest that I kept locked d
