The atmosphere inside the witch's house was heavy, filled with a mix of relief and anticipation. As I sat on the worn-out sofa, the witch's massage had worked wonders, significantly easing the pain coursing through my wounded body. The respite was only temporary, but it allowed me to gather my thoughts and focus on the task at hand.
Around me, my brother Charlie, my mate Kael, and our wise grandfather gathered in a circle, their faces etched with determination. I observed their expressions, seeking solace and strength amidst the uncertainty that loomed over us.
"We must find Alpha Harry," Kael's voice resonated with conviction, his hands clenched tightly. His words echoed my own thoughts, and I nodded in agreement.
Charlie leaned forward, his voice laced with urgency. "Time is of the es
