Third-Person POV
The night Leanna was taken, Stefano had stood before the ancient witch, her silver eyes gleaming with the knowledge of a thousand lifetimes. The scent of burning sage filled the chamber, and the air crackled with unseen power.
"You must not let her slip through your grasp, Alpha Stefano," the witch had said, her voice low and grave. "Leanna is more than she seems. She is the key to an untapped force, one that surpasses even the might of the dragon shifters. Even the Exodus Pack’s Alpha will not compare once she reaches her full potential."
Stefano had frowned, his arms crossed over his broad chest. “Are you saying she’s the cursed child?” he laughed. “He was just nothing but a fragile human.
The witch’s lips curled into something neither a smirk nor a smile. "What I
