Three days after the mountain rescue, Aurora stood at the edge of the Silver Back Pride territory, watching the sun rise over the forest. Her new silver wolf powers hummed beneath her skin, ready to be called upon at a moment's notice.
"Couldn't sleep either?" Elias asked, coming to stand beside her.
Aurora leaned into him, drawing comfort from his warmth. "Every time I close my eyes, I see those red eyes watching us from the forest."
Elias tensed. "We'll find her. My mother—or whatever she's become."
The revelation that Alpha Cora was alive had shocked the entire pack. For five years, everyone believed she had died protecting the pack borders. Now they knew the truth—she had faked her death and joined forces with Dante to seize control of all the packs.
"The question is, will she find us first?" Aurora murmured.
As if answering her question, a distant howl pierced the morning quiet. Then another. And another.
