Ivy’s pov.

“We are all starved. There’s not enough strength to move, talk less of shifting into our wolf forms.”

It was worse than I thought; everyone leaving here was not only hungry, but they were dying slowly. Every breath in this place reeked of hopelessness.

“But I can’t just sit still and do nothing,” My voice trembling somewhere between anger and fear. “If there’s a way I can do something, then I would like to.”

Mae spun around so quickly that I stumbled a step back. ...