Ivy’s pov.

“What’s going on?” My heart raced as we came to a stop.

First, we divert from the estate, now this.

“Stay here.” That was all Lucien said before stepping out.

My breath caught, my fingers digging into the seat as if the leather could anchor me. Outside, the noises came first like a low growl, snapping branches, then the thud of feet heating against dirt.

Something was wrong.

My heartbeat matched the frantic rhythm, thudding so loudly in my ears I almost missed ...