ALYSSA
As we sat in the cozy corner of the dorm, Pamela’s expression suddenly shifted. The playful banter we had been sharing faded, replaced by a seriousness that sent a shiver down my spine.
“Alyssa,” she said, her voice low but serious, “if Jake wants to get the white stone, it means someone might have the black stone as well.”
I blinked, taken aback by the implication of her words. The air between us thickened with tension. “What if someone has the black stone and uses it?” I asked, my heart racing. “If Elvie has it, maybe that’s why Alpha Jerry is so biased toward her being Jake’s mate.”
Pamela rubbed her chin thoughtfully, nodding slowly. “Yes, that’s a strong possibility. But the worst part is that the dead could attack them anytime if someone who has the black stone orders it.
