Kayden - POV

I stood in the ruins of the Night Angel Pack building, deep in the heart of the human city. The air was thick with decay and a sense of foreboding. “What the hell did you drag me here for?” I snapped, my patience already worn thin.

“Shut up and walk,” Damon growled, his usual temper flaring. He’d barely said a word during the entire ride, but his silence now

only added to my unease. I wanted to text Heather, let her know I was in New York and would teleport back ...