Riley POV
It's strange. For the last few days, it's almost as though I've sensed eyes on me and yet, there is no explanation for it. As I walk in the woods, I glance around, looking for any hint that I am not the only one that's present, but except for the spine-tingling chills, I feel there is none. Callum and Cody remain in the dungeon, although by now, I am almost entirely certain that they have not been sent here as a trap or diversion. They are telling the truth, my siren tells me and now I make my way towards the pack house, determination in my steps. We can't keep them locked up like this. I remember Callum's kindness back at his pack, even as Alpha Jaxon treated me like I was garbage.
"Are you sure about this?" Damien asks as we stand outside the cells.
I rake my gaze over him
