Candice.
I drove with both hands on the wheel and the location pin glowing on my phone screen and told myself for the fortieth time that this was a terrible idea.
Nobody knew where I was going. I hadn't left a note. I hadn't told Killian. I hadn't told Claude. I had slipped out of the pack house at five forty-five in the morning while the building was still dark and quiet and driven forty minutes outside Pack territory on the word of an unknown number because they had said Leo and Lia and that was all it took.
Terrible idea.
I pulled into the clearing anyway.
"You came alone," the voice called out from the darkness. "Good. Smart girl."
I stepped out of the car, boots crunching over dead leaves. My heart felt like it was clawing up my throat, beating so hard it hurt. I kept scanning t
