Freda’s POVI was shocked to see that the symbol on the pendant was not the emblem of our pack as I had initially thought. It was similar, yes, but upon closer inspection, there were subtle differences that set it apart. My heart raced as I realized that this symbol bore a striking resemblance to the moon-like emblem I had seen in the temple, the very same symbol that had led to Scarlett and me being attacked.A wave of fear washed over me, mingling with my growing suspicion. How was it possible for this symbol to appear here, in the heart of our pack, when it was supposed to be exclusive to the temple? I knew that I couldn't trust the council with this information. There was something sinister at play, and I needed to tread carefully.Determined to uncover the truth, I decided to confide in Scarlett. She was my closest friend and the only one I felt I could truly trust. I reached for my communicator and sent her a secure message, urging her to meet me at a secluded spot where we coul
Ethan’s POVAs I peered through the curtains, my eyes widened in shock and disbelief. Shakira, the woman who had sent me on a mission to kill Scarlett, was on the ground in the center of the room, surrounded by a circle of candles and mystical symbols. She was engrossed in a flurry of incantations, her voice filled with a dark power that sent chills down my spine.Memories flooded back, cascading through my mind like a torrential downpour. I remembered her face, her manipulative words, and the twisted mission she had bestowed upon me. The realization hit me like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs. I had been nothing more than a pawn in her game.Fear and anger surged within me, fueling my instinct to escape this dangerous situation. I turned on my heels, my heart pounding in my chest, and made a beeline for the door. But as I reached for the handle, it moved of its own accord, slamming shut before my fingertips could even brush against it."Panic rose within me as I fr
Ethan’s POVAs I turned to check where that sound came on, a strong force hit me like a freight train, and I was sent hurtling backward, crashing into the door with bone-jarring impact.Pain lanced through my body as I struggled to regain my bearings. My werewolf senses, heightened by the transformation that lurked within me, flared to life, filling my mind with a primal fury. Adrenaline surged through my veins, fueling my anger even as I fought to stand upright.I scanned the room, my eyes searching for the source of the attack, but there was no one in sight. Confusion gnawed at my mind as I strained to make sense of the situation. Who or what had struck me with such force? And why?But as I looked around, my senses honed in on something peculiar—a faint trace of unfamiliar scent lingering in the air. It was a mix of earthy musk and something metallic, with an underlying hint of danger. It was a scent I had never encountered before, and it sent a chill down my spine.My anger surged
Ethan’s POVI took a moment to collect myself, my heart pounding in my chest as adrenaline coursed through my veins. The pain in my side was relentless, a constant reminder of the battle I had just faced. I knew I needed to tend to my wounds, to find something that could help alleviate the pain and prevent further damage.Grimacing, I cast my gaze around the room, scanning every nook and cranny for any sign of a useful item. My vision was hazy from the pain, but I forced myself to focus, determined to find a solution.My eyes landed on a small table in the corner, adorned with various trinkets and objects. It seemed like a possible source of aid. I stumbled towards it, my movements unsteady, and began to rummage through the items. My hands shook as I picked up one object after another, searching for something that could serve as a makeshift bandage or a means to staunch the bleeding.My fingers grazed against a soft cloth, and I pulled it out, realizing it was a torn piece of fabric.
Scarlett's POVFreda's revelation had sent shockwaves through my entire being. The implications of a traitor within our pack were grave, and the safety of our members depended on us uncovering the hidden mystery. As we stood there, the weight of the situation hung heavy in the air.I looked into Freda's eyes, seeing the determination mixed with fear. We knew that we had to proceed cautiously, as any misstep could lead to dire consequences. Our plan had to remain a secret, known only to us, until we could gather enough evidence to confront the traitor."We need to be careful, Freda," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Our actions must be discreet, and we should only approach those we trust implicitly. We don't want to alert the traitor to our investigation."Freda nodded in agreement, her eyes mirroring my determination. "Agreed. We can't afford to take any chances. We'll have to gather information subtly and question pack members who have proven their loyalty. We need to find t
Scarlett's POV I froze in my tracks, my heart pounding in my chest as the rustling in the bushes grew louder. Fear gripped me tightly, and I called out with a quiver in my voice, "Who is there?"As the figures emerged from the shadows, my breath caught in my throat. It was them—the same men I had seen earlier, with the unmistakable tattoo that tied them to the traitor. How had they found me? The realization struck me, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. The danger I had feared was now standing before me.My legs trembled, and I struggled to maintain composure as the men approached. They wore cold, calculating expressions on their faces, their eyes scanning me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. I desperately wished for Freda's presence, for her unwavering strength to bolster my own. But in that moment, I was alone, facing these mysterious and dangerous men.One of them, taller and more imposing, took a step forward. His voice was deep and menacing as he spok
Scarlett's POVAs Freda spoke those words, a sense of determination and purpose washed over me, intertwining with the fear that still gripped my heart. I looked into her eyes, seeing the fiery resolve burning within her, and I knew that together, we would navigate this treacherous path."Freda, I understand," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil churning inside me. "We can use their own expectations against them. If I pretend to go along with their demands, they won't suspect a thing. We'll gather the information we need and expose their treachery."Freda nodded, her grip on my hands tightening ever so slightly. "Exactly, Scarlett. We'll play their game, but on our own terms. We must be careful not to raise any suspicions. They won't see it coming."Taking a deep breath, I tried to quell the racing thoughts and emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. I needed to stay focused, to channel my fear into a facade of compliance. With Freda by my side, I knew we could weather thi
Scarlett's POVAs the sharp knock on the door reverberated through the room, I exchanged a worried glance with Freda. The late hour and the urgency in the knock sent a shiver down my spine. With cautious determination, Freda rose from her seat, her expression a mix of concern and readiness. I watched as she approached the door, her hand hovering above the handle before finally turning it.As the door swung open, my eyes widened in shock. Standing before us was Freda's personal bodyguard, James, his usually impeccable appearance marred by blood stains. He leaned against the doorframe, gasping for breath, his voice strained as he tried to speak."James! What happened?" Freda's voice trembled with a mixture of fear and urgency. She stepped forward, gripping his arm to steady him. "Slow down and catch your breath. What did you see?"James took a few more moments to regain control of his breathing, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a blood-soaked sleeve. When he finally spoke, his vo