The patrollers cautiously approached her, keeping a safe distance. They asked her questions about who she was and what she was doing there. Werewolves and witches were not the best of friends. There were centuries of mistrust between the supernatural species. The wolves were suspicious of her, and Eliza could sense their hostility.
Eliza’s heart pounded as panic coursed through her veins. She knew she had to explain her situation before things took a turn. “Please, I’m not here to cause any trouble,” she pleaded. “It’s a matter of life and death. I need to speak with the Alpha.”
The patrollers exchanged a wary glance, unsure of how to proceed. Eliza could feel the tension mounting as they opened a mind link with their leader, Alpha Gabriel. She could only hope that he would hear her out.
