Page 307 of The Wolfs of New York


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He’s yanked the door open before I have a chance to give it a push.

“Are you Athena?” He brushes past me. “You’re Athena, aren’t you?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“Thank Christ.” He pushes a hand through his hair. “We’ve been trying to find you for days.”

I study his face and his bright blue eyes. Why does he look familiar to me?

“You’ve been trying to find me?”

“It’s Liam.” His voice cracks. “Something happened.”

A sudden wave of nausea hits me with so much force that I stumble forward.

The man reaches both hands to steady me. “Are you alright?”

“Liam,” I whisper his name. “Is he alright?”

“I need you to come with me.” He jerks a thumb to a car parked on the street in front of the store. “Get what you need and come with me now.”

I don’t ask another question.

I race to grab my phone and my purse. With shaking hands, I lock the shop’s door and slide into the front seat of the sedan next to the black-haired man.

Once the car starts and he’s pulled out into the street, he glances at me. “I’m Sebastian Wolf. I’m Liam’s brother.”

The question I want to ask is buried beneath the lump in my throat.

Please let Liam be alive.

Please, God, let him be okay.

Give me a chance to tell him I love him.

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

Athena

I sprintthrough the hospital with Sebastian Wolf on my heel.

Once we pulled into a parking spot he told me where we were headed.

I was out of the car before he had his seat belt unbuckled. He called after me to get to the sixth floor.

There was a small crowd gathered at the bank of elevators in the lobby, so I took the stairs.

I’m racing forward without any clear direction.

All I know is that I need to get to the cardiac intensive care unit.

“Next right!” Sebastian yells from behind me. “Then the next left after that.”

I nod my head even though I have no idea if he’s noticing.

“Right,” he calls out as I head toward a dead end.

My boot slips on the tile floor as I turn sharply to the right.