Rage flooded Levi’s system. With a snarl, he slammed the vampire’s head against the pavement, knocking him unconscious.
Annie had nearly reached the end of the street. Levi sprinted after her, catching her easily. He grabbed her arm, spun her around, and slammed her against the brick wall.
“You’re going to tell me everything,” he hissed, his face inches from hers. “Where is Hazel? What does the Vox Solis want with her?”
Even trapped and at his mercy, Annie’s smirk remained. “You’re too late, Levi. She’s long gone.”
“What does that mean?” His grip tightened on her arms. “Is she dead?”
The words nearly choked him. If they had done anything to her, he would burn them to ashes.
Annie laughed. “No, but by the time you find her, she won’t be yours anymore.”
Levi’s wolf howled with rage, and his eyes saw red. His hand moved to Annie’s throat, fingers tightening just enough to make her eyes widen with fear.
“Tell me everything. Now.”
