Lawrence’s POV

As Nolan retreated and his gang of wolves fled into the darkness, I continued to stare at him. It was a hauntingly peaceful night, the kind of silence that makes you wonder if the world is about to collapse. Every muscle in my body tensed, and my instincts begged me to pursue and complete the task we had begun, but I knew better. We had no choice but to depart for the time being.

Unspoken threats and the prospect of greater violence pervaded the air around us. I could still ...