Emma's POV
I closed my eyes, focusing every ounce of energy I had left. When I opened them again, I expected the familiar scent of the Full Moon Pack to hit me. Instead, I smelled pine and damp earth. The woods.
I froze. This wasn’t right.
“What the hell happened?” I whispered, reaching out to my wolf, “Lita. Lita? Are you there?” I asked, but there was nothing. No response. Just a deafening silence where her voice should have been.
Andrea dropped to her knees beside me, clutching her chest and gasping for air. She still looked pale, her body barely recovering from the torture she had endured in the dungeon.
“How… how did you do that?” she wheezed, glancing up at me with wide, questioning eyes.
I stared at her, debating. Should I tell her everything now? She deserved the truth, didn
