ELIAN’S POV

I caught the sound of the old imbecile’s steps from miles away. By the time he made it to his filthy cabin, there was relief in his movements.

“Carla, I need to go to the pack house. But once I get back, we need to lea-“

Elder Stephan’s words died in his throat as he turned on the lights. He was a pale old man, which is why I didn’t think it was possible for him to get any paler. He almost resembled a ghost.

He dropped to his knees, shaking like he was suffering from a ...