ZANE’S POV
The sun hadn’t risen yet, and still, I found myself pacing outside Lelia’s rundown shack. Every minute that ticked by sent another jolt of anxiety down my spine. It had been three days… three long, gut-churning days since I’d said I’d give her time. Time.
That was something Nina didn’t have. Not with the next full moon approaching. Not with that haunted look in her eyes that told me she was slipping further and further away from herself.
I banged on her door. “Lelia,” I growled. “Three days. That’s what I said. Don’t make me tear this whole forest down looking for you.”
A second passed. Then two. Then her dry, amused voice creaked through the wooden panels. “So dramatic, Alpha. Come in.”
The door swung open on its own, no doubt from some spell or petty show of power. I clen
