✰Trenton✰
The weight of the situation pressed down on me like a steel cage. No matter which way I turned, there was no way out of this without making a choice I didn’t want to make. The van. The man who dropped it off. The lack of evidence. It wasn’t adding up. And what made it worse was that Caitlin was getting too close. I sat at the head of the long wooden table in the council room of the pack house. The tips of my fingers were pressed together as I tried to block out the constant murmuring of the others. Victoria, Samuel, Quinton, and Anabella – the elders, the pillars of our pack – had gathered to discuss the growing crisis. And I had no idea what the hell I was supposed to tell them. Victoria, the oldest and most calculating of the group, leaned forward, her silver-streaked hair pul
