***Katherine POV***
Katherine’s chamber was cloaked in shadows, the flicker of candlelight casting strange shapes along the walls. She stood in the center of her ritual circle, hands raised, sensing the shift in the pack. The threads she’d meticulously woven—the subtle manipulations, the melodic sway of her siren blood—were fraying.
A low hiss escaped her lips as she traced a hand along the edge of the circle, feeling the disturbance. Someone had touched her work. Someone had seen through it
Her eyes flared, glowing faintly in the dim light. “Bold,” she murmured, voice low and dangerous. “So bold to walk in my domain… and yet so foolish.”
The magic in the room pulsed, sensing the intruders, aware of the proof that had been stolen. Katherine moved to a table and retrieved a small vial o
