The pack house was silent; I asked Liam for some time alone to process what Ivan said. Everyone was sound asleep, giving me the perfect opportunity to gather my thoughts. Moonlight spilled through the windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floors. I moved through the halls like a ghost, my bare feet making no sound.
Tomorrow.
The word echoed in my skull, sharp and unrelenting. Tomorrow, we would infiltrate Vasilios’s castle. Tomorrow, I will face the monster who killed my father and brother. The monster who was now after me.
And tomorrow… I might not come back.
I am confident in my skills, but Vasilios is older, and I wonder if I will be able to defeat him.
I stopped outside Jensen’s door, my hand hovering over the knob. My heart clenched, but I pushed it open anyway.
My li
