Chapter 51

Sable

Archer’s promise to help me come to grips with the witch magic has lifted a weight from my shoulders.

I don’t know how much he’ll be able to tell me. He’s a wolf, after all, not a witch.

But I won’t be alone in this.

I won’t have to face it on my own.

With a slightly lighter heart, I snap my backpack into place and follow the men out to the clearing in front of the cabin. I’m still not comfortable with their current plan of breaking laws and putting other shifters in danger, but now I have a future plan that gives me something else to focus on.

I’ll figure out how to master my magic, and how to control it.

The sun is high, filling the woods with warmth as we congregate outside the cabin. Ridge’s arm is around Dare’s waist. The injured man hobbles along beside him while Archer carries two bags and Trystan the third. The drugs in Dare’s system have turned his dark gaze glassy and unfocused. It’s haunting to see, but at least I know he’s not in much pain anymore. Once Dare has his