Callie’s POV
“Who were they?” I insisted.
My voice came out firmer than I felt.
Asher didn’t answer right away. Neither did Jonas. That brief silence was enough to confirm what I already suspected.
This wasn’t simple.
“I don’t know, beautiful. I just know they weren’t one of ours,” Jonas said at last.
I frowned.
“One of ours? What does that even mean?”
“Known wolves. From our pack.”
I turned toward them, crossing my arms.
“I’m starting to get tired of half-answers.”
“And we’re getting tired of you putting yourself in danger,” he shot back, without raising his voice—but with a firmness that made me tense.
“I didn’t put myself in danger,” I countered. “They were following me.”
“And you were still about to face them,” Jonas added, looking at me intently. “Without even knowing wha
