[Zeph's POV]

The heavy wooden door swung inward with a low groan as Beta Costa opened the door before us.

A wave of vaguely familiar scents suddenly washed over me: old earth, pine, and something uniquely Lycan.

The same scent brought back to memory what had happened the last time I was here. Such a short time ago. I never would have imagined, I’d have been back so soon.

That day, I remembered standing in the very room that we’d just walked into, waiting for Master Alaric to finish ...