（Olivia's POV）
Isabella flipped a brittle page of the tome in front of her as I paced the small room. The light from her lantern cast flickering shadows across the walls, painting her sharp features in gold and black. My nerves felt stretched thin, every part of me taut with unease, as if my wolf could sense we were closing in on something dangerous.
"I have no doubt," Isabella said, her voice calm but firm. "Lily's mother was connected to the Blood Moon Pack."
I paused mid-stride, my gaze snapping at her. "The Blood Moon Pack," I repeated, tasting the words. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. "That's the one rumored to have vanished decades ago, isn't it?"
"Vanished isn't the right word." Isabella's green eyes met mine. "Destroyed. But before they were wiped out, they experime
