Chapter Eighteen

MAX’S POV

As I drove to my apartment, I kept glancing over at Alexis by my side. She was seated daintily on the seat and dozing beautifully. She’d fallen asleep almost immediately she got into the car. The bruise in her face stood out starkly against her pale skin.

I felt terribly guilty. Who were those guys? I’d never seen them before and they had mentioned my Dad. Plus the weapons they’d use were laced with silver. This means they knew that I was a werewolf. I couldn’t imagine anyone having a personal vendetta against me or my dad enough to come after us this way

My Dad was long dead and his personality wasn’t one to actually do anything to hurt anyone. Our business has run smoothly on transparency, honesty and hard work. This was what we were known for. This was the legacy I had inherited. I was troubled by this event, more than I was letting on. Especially now that innocent Alexis and our baby were now in the picture. I needed to get them back home, out of this town, to the safet