*Chapter 37:
ALESSIA
I didn’t bother pretending I was going back to sleep.
The moment Blackwell’s footsteps sounded in the hallway, the three of them were already on their feet, and I knew arguing would be pointless because whatever had called my name in the dark had called all of us now, and standing alone in this would only get someone hurt. The mark on my wrist still held a faint warmth, like a coal that hadn’t quite died, and every few minutes it pulsed in time with my heartbeat as if it was waiting for me to acknowledge it again, and the thought made my skin crawl even though I kept my face still.
Blackwell didn’t speak as we moved through the main hall and down the narrow stone stairwell behind the library, the one that most of the pack didn’t know existed, and the air cha
