Condemned to be hunted

The Porsche sped through the city, its headlights sweeping across the deserted streets. The park loomed on the horizon, its dark trees standing like sentinels. Over the past few weeks, the jogging path had turned into a bloodbath, with bodies found drained of blood. If Ben was out there, out of control, time was running out.

Sabrina broke the silence, her voice trembling. "Hugo, I know you hate me. But Ben… he's not evil. He's just lost. The blood bond, the transformation… it changed him. We have to save him."

Hugo grunted, rubbing his aching temples. "Save him, huh? You've got a funny way of saving people. But yeah, I'll help. Not for you. For Ben."

She nodded, her eyes glinting with an odd light—fear and determination mingled. "Thank you," she whispered.

"Save your thanks," Hugo cut in. "Focus on the road. If Ben's out there, we'll have to stop him. And if the Zodiacs find him before we do…"