Emma's POV
The howl echoed again. My heart sank. Whoever—or whatever—was out there wasn’t far.
Andrea grabbed my arm, her grip weak but desperate. “Emma, we need to go. Now.”
Her words barely registered as my thoughts spiraled. Lita. The necklace. The powers I lost. The wolf that was supposed to be my partner but threatened Andrea instead. None of it made sense.
“Emma!” Andrea shook me, her voice trembling. “We can’t just stand here! Do you hear that?”
I blinked, snapping out of my daze. “Yeah, I hear it,” I muttered, trying to shake the growing dread. I scanned the trees. We were vulnerable out here—exposed.
Another howl. Closer this time.
Andrea tried to move, but she stumbled. Her legs still weren’t strong enough. I caught her just before she hit the ground.
“Okay, we’re leavin
