The pack house was quiet the rest of the day.

A tension had formed in the house between all of us. No one spoke of it, but it was connected by an invisible rope that tied us together.

Jacob had locked his door after getting the ingredients to make the elixir for the lycans.

I was glad about it. Lying to my alpha’s face felt sickening. Wolves were known to move in packs. Werewolves survived because of their alpha and his ability to

make smart decisions.

I was ...