Brittany's POV
The truth hits me like ice water as Tyler's father speaks. Every conflict, every government raid, every pack war, all of it orchestrated by something that feeds on supernatural suffering like a parasite. I can feel it now, a presence that's been lurking at the edges of my consciousness since my powers awakened, whispering suggestions I thought were my own instincts.
"It's been in my head," I realize, horror crawling up my spine. "When I make decisions about using my power, when I choose who to heal, it's been influencing me."
Crystal staggers backward, her face pale with recognition. "The voice in my dreams." The one that taught me advanced binding spells, showed me how to enhance my magical abilities. Her voice breaks. I thought it was ancestral wisdom. I thought I was p
