~Serena~

A newfound tranquility permeated the air inside the SUV.

I slid a glance in the rearview mirror. Nala watches the city from the window like a child pondering what she wants to be when she grows up. She wasn’t jumping on her paws when Marquee allowed her to leave his prison, but her eyes were glowing, admiring Fallon City with expectant eyes. I wonder where she came from, how she ended up in the hands of a guy like Marquee.

“Thank you,” I murmured, turning to Declan, “for ...