Emma's POV

　　The tense standoff between me and the witch was shattered by the sound of footsteps echoing through the clearing. The witch's gaze snapped towards the noise, her eyes narrowing as she sensed the approaching threat.

　　I turned to see the Alpha of the Nightshade pack, his eyes blazing with fury, accompanied by a handful of burly guards. "Ah, perfect timing," the Alpha sneered, his gaze sweeping over the scene before him. "I see we have a little mate, ...