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Alpha Logan or Warrick

Ella’s P.O.V

The sharp scent of cheap cologne mingled with a faint scent of garbage stung my nose as I moved past the vampires who thankfully didn’t either notice me or spare me a glance. I’d seen that figure, their footfall had matched mine and Aimee’s.

As I moved further away, I felt exposed, my senses on high alert, like a frantic animal about to strike. I knew they’d found me and were here for me but hell if I’d let them take me without a fight. Everyone in the Ridge pack thought I was just pathetic half-bred Ella but beneath my supposed weakness, I was dangerous, not just by virtue of my abilities, but by the need to survive no matter what that burned within me. I drew my jacket tighter around me as I cautiously moved, looking over my shoulders through the quieter areas. A cold breeze whispered danger through the dark, rustling the stray papers and cigarette butts at my feet.

My heightened senses instantly fired up once I saw the cloaked figure, picking up every sound: the distan
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