ELISA'S POV.
The moonlight slid through the curtains in thin silver lines, cutting across the dark room. I lay flat on my back, staring at the ceiling as if it could give me answers. All it gave me was silence and the steady tick of the clock on the wall.
Sleep was impossible. My thoughts spun in endless circles. Every word I’d overheard replayed in my mind—kill Alec, take the pack, get rid of her. Each phrase hit like a stone against my chest until it hurt to breathe.
Eva’s voice broke the quiet, low and urgent. “You can’t keep this to yourself, Elisa, not anymore. We need to run. Tonight. Before they realize you heard them.”
I turned my head on the pillow as if I could look her in the eye. “And then what? Spend the rest of my life hiding? Let them kill everyone here while I save myse
