**Dimitri's POV**

The island is remote enough. Isolated. A speck in neutral waters where no Council has jurisdiction and no pack claims territory.

Perfect for a fugitive.

I stand on the rocky shore, watching the waves crash against black stone. Behind me, the small compound—barely more than a house and outbuilding—sits nestled in the valley. Margaret's magic keeps us hidden from aerial surveillance, masked from tracking spells, invisible to ...