_Aaron's POV_
Returning to the pack house, my mind was still reeling from the shock of the seer's death and the looming threat of the witch. It was clear that our pack was now in a vulnerable position, and we needed to act swiftly and strategically to protect our members and uncover the truth.
The halls were quiet, the usual hum of activity subdued by the somber news that had spread. Liam and Damien, my most loyal allies, had taken charge of the situation. Their efficiency in handling the aftermath of the seer's demise reassured me. The guards were mobilized to ensure security and deal with the seer's remains. It was a fitting preparation for the final rites that would take place tomorrow.
I knew that I would have to approach my father to discuss the steps we needed to take in light of
