All of Lucien's instincts were telling him that this was the worst idea that any of them had ever had.
His skin was starting to feel too tight as he looked around the dark block. None of the buildings had lights on, and there were more than a few men hunched over on the ground, probably passed out from drugs or alcohol or even a mixture of the two.
This was not the place to bring his hurt mate.
She needed to be in the hospital. As the predominant pack, they were funding more than a few, so why weren't they there?
Lucien's wolf growled low when one of the men nearby rose to his feet, his body swaying back and forth like he was having a hard time maintaining his balance.
The man stumbled forward, catching the attention of everyone.