This whole chapter will be from the point of view of Vincent
The sprawling ranch appeared before us, its grandiose structure standing tall and proud in the crisp mountain air. We needed a place where no other werewolf could eavesdrop on our conversations. Serena hugged herself tightly. This was the same ranch they had spent days on before she disappeared.
"Vincent, this better not be another trick," she said, eyeing me with a mixture of fear and defiance.
"Serena… it's just... you need to see for yourself," I told her, my voice rough like gravel.
Natasha stepped forward, the potion vials in her hand catching the dying light. "It's time," she said, her gaze flicking from me to Serena. "You'll understand everything soon."
"Those potions... what are they going to do?" Serena asked, backi
