Cayden POV
I'm sitting in a supernatural bar in neutral territory. I can scent warlocks, wolves, vampires, and fae. I haven't been able to find that b**ch despite how hard I've tried. I will not return to the pack until she has paid for all she did to Clara. I can't bring her back to me, but I can make sure that justice is served. When I learned of this place, I was hopeful that someone would have information that could lead me in the right direction. My mother wanted to come but I convinced her I would do better alone. "What will you have hot stuff," a pretty vampire says from behind the bar. "A werebeer please", I say and she winks. A few minutes later, she sets my beer down in front of me and serves someone else. As I take a sip, I feel like I'm being watched. I turn in my seat, l
