CHAPTER 12
Timeline: 19 Days Until 18
“Someone was here.”
Zane’s voice cut sharp through the quiet of the porch. He stood by the railing, staring down at the dirt by the front steps, his whole body gone rigid. I froze mid-step, my hand still on the doorframe.
“What do you mean someone was here?”
He knelt slow, careful not to disturb anything, and traced a line in the soft earth with one finger. Boot prints. Too small for any of theirs. Too narrow. And heading straight for my bedroom window.
“These aren’t ours.” He stood up fast, jaw set hard. “And they’re fresh. Less than an hour old.”
My stomach dropped. “Rival pack?”
“Could be.” He looked up, scanning the tree line, his eyes sharp and wary. “Or worse. There are others moving through the territory. Strangers. They know Liam’s gon
