As Tristan left through the back door, Rosalind's eyes were wide with fear as she turned to her mother. "What if it's the Monitors, Mom? What if they've found us?"
Cathryn's face was pale, but she cautiously approached the door. "Wait here," she whispered to Rosalind.
Cathryn opened the door to reveal a tall, muscular man leaning against the doorframe, his face contorted in pain. He wore a silver pin on his jacket, the emblem of the Bloodmoon pack's alpha.
"Please...help me," he gasped, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Cathryn. "I'm Lucine, the alpha's new bodyguard. I was ambushed by...by something. I need your help."
Cathryn's expression changed from fear to concern. "Rosalind, come quickly. We need to help him."
Rosalind rushed to her mother's side, and together they
