ALEX POV
The wind howled through the trees as I tore through the forest in my wolf form, my paws pounding against the damp earth. The scent of pine and moss filled my lungs, but the only thing on my mind was blood. Grayson’s blood. That worthless traitor was running, but not for long. Max was at my side, his fur bristling, his growls rumbling low in his throat as we moved in unison. My father led the pack ahead, his massive wolf pushing us to our limits. We had one goal—catch him and tear him apart.
The locating spell Alice and her mother performed worked perfectly. The blood they scraped from the cell had led us directly here, deep into the forest, near the old cemetery where the witches and warlocks from the 19th century were buried. It was a place we rarely visited—a cursed part of th
