Chapter 98

• Aria.
• The pack house was buzzing before I even stepped inside. Music pulsed through the walls, laughter spilled out into the night air, and the scent of alcohol clung heavy in the breeze. I paused at the bottom of the steps, tugging the sleeves of my sweater over my hands as I glanced back once, almost expecting to see Alpha Elias’s tall shadow trailing behind me.
• But he was gone. All I had left was the faint echo of his voice reminding me to stay sharp, to remember who the real enemy was.