I flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, desperately seeking answers. My thoughts were consumed by Ember, still under the influence of the wolfsbane. The mere thought of her waking up loomed over me, promising chaos.
If my temper is fierce, Ember's is a force to be reckoned with. I recalled the night in the tent—her warning shot at Jack was meant to intimidate, not harm. But a chilling fear settled over me: what if she truly intended to kill him?
It felt surreal and painfully ironic that my own mate was causing such turmoil in my life. The betrayal stung deeply, leaving me unable to grasp how we had reached this point.
I am utterly alone in this pack, with no friends or companions to share my thoughts or fears. I once hoped that revealing my connection to Jack would bring wa
