Lilith pov

“Please go to the beta’s home and give him this. Tell him it’s from Lilith, and it’s urgent,” I told the cab driver, passing the note through the open window. I had written that the packhouse was under attack and that he needed to come as fast as possible.

The driver stared at me, his face still pale, terror etched across his expression. He was scared, anyone would be. One glance inside the packhouse was enough to show the horrors happening there, but there was no ...