The moon hung low and full over Thorn Pack territory, casting an eerie silver light across the forest. Shadows danced between the trees, moving with a mind of their own. Somewhere deep in those woods, something ancient had awakened—and it was hungry.

Aria stood alone in the clearing behind the pack house, her hands still faintly glowing from her awakening. The echo of Elena’s voice haunted her ears, but no one had seen her since. Caleb had scoured the area and found no sign of her presence. ...