Emerson’s POV
As we drove up the long road to the Lunar Eclipse packhouse, I was a nervous wreck. I couldn’t believe I was this close to figuring out where I came from and why I was left in a church on my own, with no idea of who or what I was.
The entire drive, I had been fiddling with the necklace around my neck. This had been the one clue we had gotten since we started this search, so I wore it so there was no way I could lose it. When we got out of the car, I felt the necklace start to warm up, it wasn’t unbearable, but it was weird.
When an older man burst through the front doors of the packhouse and immediately made a beeline towards, Declan pushed me behind me and let out a threatening growl that didn’t seem to affect the man at all. As he got closer, I caught a whiff of his rai
