Chapter 90 The Shooters

• DEVYN’S POV
• Checking the time on my phone, it displayed four am in the morning. I remained on high alert, positioned by the window, never taking my gaze off the quiet streets. Though there was hardly anyone in sight, I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that we were being watched. My wolf’s instincts had been on edge since we arrived at the hotel, and the feeling hadn't shaken off ever since then.
• I glanced back at Gina, peacefully asleep and curled up into a ball, a sleeping habit she seemed to have in response to cold. like she always stayed. I had covered her with the duvet to keep her warm, but she kept kicking it off, and I already gave up.