Lucian met his gaze. “What?”
“When I was watching them, the girl—she was teaching her.”
Lucian stiffened. “Teaching her what?”
“How to shift.” Trevor’s voice dropped lower. “She doesn’t know how. She can’t transform. She can’t even communicate with her wolf.”
Lucian’s face was unreadable, but something in the air shifted—like a storm about to break.
“I’m starting to think she has no idea what she is,” Trevor continued. “She doesn’t know about Oakwood. She doesn’t know how to live like us.” He hesitated before adding, “If she doesn’t learn from us, she’ll learn from them.”
Silence.
Then Lucian's voice was quiet but firm. That won't happen.
MIA’S POV
I knew sneaking out was reckless. Stupid, even. But with Lila by my side, I told myself it was fine. She wasn’t dangerous—just anothe
