The emergency pack meeting stretched past midnight, but no one seemed tired. How could we be, when Morgana's threat hung over us like a storm cloud ready to burst?
"We need to evacuate the non-combatants," Alpha William said for the third time, pacing behind his desk. "Get the children and elderly to the safe house in Oregon."
"She'll just follow them," Sage replied wearily. "You heard her—she's been watching Luna her entire life. She probably knows about every safe house, every ally, every escape route we have."
I sat curled in the corner chair, Dante's arm around me, trying to process everything Morgana had revealed. Had my entire magical awakening been orchestrated? Were my powers even real, or just some elaborate manipulation?
*Stop spiraling,* Dante's voice whispered through our b
