Why did I say no? The woman he'd had fantasies about had asked him back to her room, and like a moron, he refused. Strolling away, hands in his pockets, Derek was calling himself all kinds of dumb when he heard it A faint cry, cut off. Could be anyone, anything. Perhaps a television show. A radio. A complete stranger.
Even before his wolf could raise his hackles, he turned around and jogged back. He emerged from between two buildings to see the taillights of a car and the silhouette of someone leaning over the trunk with something in their arms while another fellow looked on. What did they toss in there?
Probably luggage, and yet something didn't seem right.