Elena’s pov
After getting the last vision. I had finally mustered the courage to make the trek to the Old woman’s cabin. I couldn’t keep waiting for the coast to be clear or for Oliver to keep me safe. I needed answers.
It was a small, unassuming structure nestled deep within the woods bordering the Full Moon pack lands, but it was the only place I felt even a sliver of hope. She was the only one that knew I had something going on. I knew she held secrets, secrets I desperately needed to unlock.
As I approached, I saw her, her silhouette framed against the fading light. Even in her advanced years, she moved with a surprising agility, her back straight as she gathered firewood.
Hesitantly, I stepped forward. "Hello? Can I help?"
She turned, her eyes, the color of aged wood, crinkling
