Nora's POV
The rear exit swings open as James rushes through. He positions himself directly in front of me, his fingers immediately finding the gash on my arm. The scent of my blood reaches him instantly. He whirls around, baring his fangs at Katherine with threatening intensity.
"Hold on," I gasp, grasping James's wrist firmly. A car engine roars to life, drawing my attention as I watch Doctor Augusto frantically attempting to start his vehicle for a quick escape. "That's the one."
"Which one?" James spins toward me, gripping both my shoulders with urgent hands. My pulse pounds frantically while tears sting behind my eyelids. "Nora, which one?"
