Ashina’s pov

A sense of unease settled in my stomach as we pulled up to the summer house. The place looked the same as it always did, but something about it felt different. Wrong. The hair on the back of my neck stood up, a warning I couldn’t ignore. Nathan asking us to come over for lunch after everything that had happened felt off. My wolf stirred inside me, sensing the same wrongness I did. Even the air felt heavier, like it was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.

“Do ...