After my packmates left me alone, my phone buzzed with a text from Colt, ‘Hunt starting soon. No Cat or Gavin. We’ll start without them… They’re not at the manor, right?’

I stuck my head into the corridor and listened. ‘Not here.’

‘Ok. Wait for my text than make a break for it.’

My heart hammered with excitement. I left my task still in progress, my crumpled rags and spray bottles frozen in time while I changed into Colt’s black sweater, donning my backpack with the ...