Lana's POV.
I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Someone had made this. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks.I stared at the symbol on the report, my fingers gripping the paper so tightly it crumpled that in my hand. The crescent marked with claw scratches, I recognized it.
Years ago, Jasper had shown me files about some shady underground experiments. Wolves had vanished. Some came back sick, while others were just gone. Every single report bore that same symbol. Back then, no one could pin down who was behind it. And now, here it was, buried in a report linked to a plague. This was no coincidence. Someone had set this in motion. Someone wanted wolves to perish.My heart raced in my chest as I forced myself to keep reading. The following pages were filled with statements from famil
