The air was thick with tension as Aisling sat in the estate’s library, her fingers absently tracing the edge of the ancient tome before her. The book was one of many that Draven had brought to aid in her training, filled with arcane knowledge about the supernatural forces that governed their world. But despite the wealth of information at her fingertips, Aisling’s thoughts were elsewhere—on the looming threat of Lucien, and the dark promise he had made before retreating.
The days since the battle had been tense, the estate a hive of activity as Caden and his pack fortified their defenses, preparing for Lucien’s inevitable return. Aisling had thrown herself into her training, determined to master the power within her before it became a liability. But no matter how hard she tried to focus,
