Asher

I stiffen, my senses sharpening instantly. Turning toward the door, I catch the faintest whiff of an unfamiliar scent. 

“Selena, stay here,” I say, rising to my feet. My wolf is already on edge, and the hairs on the back of my neck prickle as I step into the hallway, scanning the dimly lit corridor.

That's when I see it—a figure slipping out of sight at the far end, leaving behind the faint scent of blood. Something is off. 

I tap into my shadow powers, moving quickly. My feet barely make a sound as I slip through the hallways, the figure’s scent still lingering faintly in the air. 

I...