Daisy's POV

I sat on the porch of the pack house, watching the sun go down. Something felt very wrong today. My angelic powers were making me feel nervous and scared.

"There is dark magic coming," I said to myself quietly. "But it feels different from before."

I had been able to sense Luna's blood magic gathering in the mountains. I had warned Rosemary to stay close to the pack house. But now I was feeling something else. Something closer.

"Someone is watching us," I whispered. "Someone who should not be here."

I stood up and walked toward the forest. My white light powers were telling me that danger was...