Aria's POV
I brought Noah to the land so we could gather more information about the sacrifices.
The land was unnaturally quiet. The kind that made every instinct scream that something was watching from the shadows.
The air smelled of old blood and damp earth. My wolf stirred restlessly under my skin.
Be careful, Aria, Lydia murmured, her voice a low, velvet growl in the back of my mind. This ground is directly connected to what we have been experiencing.
I know, I answered silently, keeping my expression neutral as I glanced sideways at Noah.
He stood a few paces away, hands in the pockets of his dark jacket, his eyes scanning the land with the intensity of someone who had studied maps and old texts for years.
We walked toward the ruined altar where the rogue wolves had been sacrifi
