Lawrence’s POV

With the emergency lights providing just enough spooky illumination to highlight the predator in front of me, the hallway was oppressively dark. The luminous eyes were fixed on me with homicidal purpose, burning like twin coals.

Desperate to be released, my wolf surged beneath the surface as my muscles tensed. However, I was unable to lose control. Not in this place. Not when Camilla and my children live next door.

The creature took a step forward, its lips retracting into a ...