ISABEL'S POV.
As alpha Leo spoke with the man I now knew as beta Christopher of Talon pack, I stayed rooted in place, my hand gripping the fabric of my shirt tightly as I felt the horrors creep over me.
This pack was definitely haunted, and had been for a while now if the things I'd seen was anything to judge by. Crazy birds, nightmares, shadows.....
It was already getting too much to handle. But this one, I really don't like it. Somehow this man's stories sounded a thousand times scarier than anything I'd ever seen or experienced before.
The moment he said the words—heads missing, dark magic, strange creature—the air seemed to grow colder around me and I suddenly started to shiver.
My breath caught in my throat, and I wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to stave off the chil
