Camilla’s POV

My stomach was knotted in fear as Nolan's wolves surrounded us. Lawrence was still weak from the struggle, but he tightened next to me, his body prepared to change. I knew he wouldn't survive another battle like this one because of his recent wounds and blood and dirt stains on his body.

"We don’t want trouble," I murmured, maintaining my composure despite the fear gnawing at my gut. I felt Mira's tiny hands clutching to my clothing as I tightened my hold on her. "We just ...