*Jared*

Hestia was like a ghost in the darkness.

I lost sight of her in the shadows almost immediately. Her scent was still pungent and my wolf was locked onto her scent. I had eyes on her trail too. She wasn’t trying too hard to cover her tracks.

As long as I had a trail and scent to follow, I wasn’t slowing down. I would follow her to the edges of the Dark Realm if it meant destroying her once and for all.

Over and over again, the threats she’d made ...