Kane's POV
The address Luna gave me led to a part of the city I had been avoiding for years. It was a neutral zone where the typical werewolf rules didn’t apply, a place where old traditions still held strong.
“Are you sure about this?” Jake asked from the passenger seat, his face showing he thought I was making a big mistake, caught between my feelings for my mate and the urgency of our situation.
“No,” I admitted. “But traditional tracking methods aren’t working, and we’re running out of time.”
The Bone Reader lived in a house that looked like it was about to collapse—an old porch, a yard full of weeds, and windows so grimy they might as well have been painted over. But the powerful magical barriers protecting the property made my instincts scream warnings.
“She isn’t fond of visito
