Chapter 5

Rami had never been so scared in his entire fucking life. He’d stared down the barrel of plenty of guns, looked death in the eye of other supes who wielded fang and claw, breathed fire and magic, and had tried with all their might to kill him. But none of that was as terrifying as the next jumbled words that left the rookie cop’s mouth.

“Say that again?”

“Do you know a Noemi Donato? She’s been attacked. Tim’s kid sister called it in. She says it was Wolves. The vic was injured, but she is refusing to leave with the ambul-”

Rami didn’t wait for the young Lion to finish. He vaulted over the chair and raced out of the precinct, knocking down one or three of his fellow officers in his haste. Thunder roared in his ears, or was that his Lion?

Fuck if he knew. He was outside in no time. Grabbing the siren from under the passenger seat, he stuck it on the top of the unmarked car, breaking all manner of speed limits to get to scene of the crime.