The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the packhouse. I leaned against the wooden railing of the porch, staring into the forest where I had first met Maeve. A lot had happened since then—my life had changed in ways I could never have imagined. I was no longer just an ordinary human; I was bound to a wolf, a powerful Alpha who carried the weight of her pack on her shoulders.
But right now, all I felt was uncertainty.
Maeve had opened up to me about her world, about what it meant to be a shifter, and yet I still felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down into a vast, dark abyss. The more I learned, the more I realized how little I understood. Werewolves? Mate bonds? And now, the threat of rogue wolves looming over the pack like a storm cloud? It was all
