MIAS POV

I leaned against the railing of the balcony, watching the horizon as the sun slowly began to dip, painting the sky in hues of deep orange and purple. A small smirk tugged at my lips as I thought about the impossible errand I had sent Nathan on.

The Nashor Pack.

A place where his presence would be nothing less than an invitation for bloodshed. They despised his pack, and if he had any sense left, he would have turned back the moment he reached their ...