CHAPTER 28

Touch

RENZO'S POV

The witch stood in my chambers, her face hidden under a dark hood. She smelled of earth and something old, something unnatural.

"You called for me, Alpha?" Her voice was rough, like dried leaves in the wind.

I folded my arms. "I need a barrier around my pack. One that keeps everyone out—humans, vampires, anyone who doesn’t belong."

She tilted her head, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "That kind of magic isn’t simple. It comes with a cost."

I stepped forward. "Name it."

She lifted a thin finger and traced strange symbols in the air. A heavy energy filled the room, raising the...