Harper's POV
I burst through the treeline and shifted back to human form, my clothes ripping slightly from the force of it. My chest heaved as I stumbled toward the pack house, legs burning from the run. Rage pulsed through me like poison–Dad lit the torch himself. Taylor stood there smiling. They killed her. For power. For the pack. And now they wanted to do the same to me.
But I couldn't let it show. Not yet. One wrong move, one slip, and I'd be the next one on that altar. I had to play smart. Tread carefully. Smile when I wanted to scream. I had to plan ny revenge in the shadows.
But nothing was going to stop me from my avenging my mother, even if it was the last thing I would do.
I slipped into the side entrance, avoiding the main hall where pack members were probably gathering f
