Jackson’s POV

The night had been too quiet, The kind of stillness that made your instincts scream.

I stood on the balcony of my office, overlooking the training grounds that were now empty. My pack was restless. The sickness that had started in Nathan’s lands hadn’t reached us, but unease was spreading just the same. I could feel it in the air, sharp and heavy like the moments before a storm.

But that wasn’t what kept me awake. It was her. The witch.

She had gone silent for days, ...