The sun was just beginning to set, casting long shadows across the pack's territory as Hannah made her way back toward the pack house. Her heart raced, not from the run she claimed to have taken, but from the exhilaration of her secret meeting with the witches. Every step she took felt like a step closer to her goal. Soon, everything would fall into place, just as she planned. She'd convinced the witches to help her, albeit with more time required than she'd hoped. But time was on her side—so she thought.
As she neared the pack house, her gaze darted around cautiously. She didn't want to attract any unnecessary attention. But the universe seemed to have other plans. Just as she reached the front door, a figure stepped into her path, tall and imposing.
Gavin.
Jeffrey’s brother and the Be
