Chapter 52

• Damien POV
• After an hour on the road, I ease the car up the cracked drive toward a derelict warehouse. Aurélie’s vehicle is already parked outside, so I pull in beside it. I wasn’t sure how far behind her I’d been; I pushed the car hard, but she’d still managed to get a decent lead on me.
• Circling the exterior, I search for any kind of entrance. The whole structure looks like a stiff breeze could bring it down. Everything about it screams neglect enough to convince me even more that Alpha Maurice had no hand in this. He was wealthy, calculated. If something looked this rundown, it was because humans were responsible and he’d chosen to keep his name clear of the mess.