Far Behind... Within the cave, the Alpha remained still long after they were gone.His hand rested on an old pendant, blackened with age. A twin to the one Maren wore.

A whisper curled through the cavern — soft, feminine, haunting.

"You cannot run from your blood forever."

The Alpha clenched his jaw. “I buried you, Sahra.”

The voice only laughed.

“And still, I rise in your daughter.”

The fire sputtered. The cave grew colder.

He exhaled. Slow. Broken.

“Moon help me... I may have no ...