Lucian's POV
That bastard Rafe was quick to run away. This time, he didn't escape in a car but ran toward the other side of the estate, straight into the deep forest.
He was fast, disappearing like a breeze. But I had my ways. Not just my speed, but my senses were far stronger when it came to tracking him.
I ran through the woods, following the traces of his scent. Soon, I sensed movement. He was getting closer to the boundary.
Bastard's heading toward the border. Can't let him get out of the estate.
I sped up, pushing every bit of strength I had. If he left the estate, it would become difficult to track him down if I lost him. Inside the estate, despite its vast premises, there were cameras and surveillance everywhere. Outside the border, deep in the forest, it would be nearly impossible.
I closed the distance between us enough to mind-link with him.
"You should stop already."
"Fuck off!" I could sense his restlessness and irritation in his tone.
