Book 4: Stalking My Stalker

Stavros’s POV 

I shook the snow off my body and focused on my destination, the hospital. Before I could reach it, I saw Hazel leave with an unknown older male who was almost her father’s age. Maybe he was her uncle. I watched them leave in a car. It was late in the night and I had no other choice than to seek shelter at a nearby hotel for the night. Obviously, I couldn’t confront her again in his presence, nor did I want to go back to the hospital. 

As I drove over to the nearest hotel, a few buildings down the busy street, I had the eerie feeling of being stalked. I knew the stalker was back. Turning into the hotel’s driveway, I scanned behind me through the rear-view mirror. 

It was then I saw him distinctly, crouching behind a pickup truck opposite the hotel entrance. It was the same male I had seen earlier. Did Alpha Zander send him to spy on me? It was the only plausible explanation I could find. 

It was late, and I p