CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
I leap at the announcement like a wolf on the hunt. "I'll help with the cabin clean-up," I say, my voice steady despite the drumming of my heart against my ribs. It's perfect. Alpha Finnic's cabin—the epicenter of Iron Will territory—is on the list, and I need to get inside. A single hair from the Alpha could break the curse that's been haunting Ford's every step, every breath.
"Thank you, Skye," Raven of the Iron Will pack nods, not seeing the ulterior motives dancing behind my blue eyes.
As I enter Finnic's cabin, the scent of pine—sharp and heady—fills my nostrils. I push the thought away; I'm here on a mission. My fingers graze over the wooden surfaces, collecting dust and searching... searching for that singular strand that could save the life of an Alpha, my chi
