MALIA'S POV

The boat sailed to shore, the halt sending a jolt of relief through me. Guards were already filling in and surrounding us before I could stand on one foot.

“I'll support you,” Odessa offered.

“I’m good, thanks,” I frowned at her offer, then proceeded to limp my way out of the boat and into the arms of a wolf guard. “A set up. I know when one I see one,”

“You can't tell. The man was…”

“What man?” Bianca's voice cracked through the thick wind as ...