Aurora pov

I entered the office, and Ryan followed me in.

“Tell me you’re thinking exactly what I’m thinking,” he said without hesitation.

I turned to face him, frustration heavy in my voice. “He’s being used by the witches. He’s their puppet.”

Ryan’s jaw tightened. “What the hell is going on? What do they want from him? Did they make him kill his family? Why are they using him like this? Isn’t the werewolf hunter enough?”

“I don’t know the answers to your ...