Aria's POV
Damon let out a slow breath before speaking again. "The land has become dangerous."
My brows knitted together. "What do you mean?"
He looked directly into my eyes. "People have died there."
My heartbeat skipped. "What?"
"Construction workers." His expression hardened. "But not all of them. The humans walked away unharmed."
A chill crawled down my spine.
"The dead," Damon continued quietly, "were all werewolves."
The room suddenly felt much colder. "Werewolves?"
He nodded once. "Every one of them was a victim."
Lydia stirred uneasily. That isn't normal.
No... it isn't.
I swallowed. "How many died?"
"Seven confirmed."
My stomach tightened. "Were they from your pack?"
"No."
"Then whose pack?"
He shook his head. "No one knows. Their identities remain unknown. They a
