Tiara's POV
The night air was colder than before. I sat in my shed, blanket wrapped tightly around me, trying to prepare myself for what I already knew would happen. I was waiting tonight. There was no point of being afraid. I needed to find out this one thing. I needed to have proof that my step mother would not be able to argue against. Now I was sure that if I had enough proof, my father would not dismiss me. He would have no choice but to hear me out.
Something was out there again.
Mia, my wolf, had been restless all evening. She could feel it too. But we were braced for whatever was coming.
"He's here."
I swallowed hard, my hands clenching the thin fabric of the blanket I laid on. I should stay put. I should pretend I didn’t feel anything and ignore the strange presence waiting b
