Adina’s POV

The air outside was cold, crisp, and biting, sharp enough to sting my skin and steal the breath from my lungs.

Every step I took felt heavier than the last. My heart pounded wildly in my chest, echoing with the warning in Nathan’s voice when he told me to stay put. But how could I? How could I sit still, knowing that the witch was in the pack, demanding to see him?

Something deep within me told me this wasn’t a coincidence. She had appeared now, of all times, for a reason ...