~Aria~

“But I warn you, he is a very dangerous man.”

Beatrice's warning reverberated in my head.

However, it wasn't just Beatrice’s warning that had gone off inside me.

My wolf had begun to prance. Violently. Defensively. Like she was in the face of a potential enemy.

Before I could sense out this ‘dangerous’ man I was about to meet, the door had opened and my wolf had gone berserk.

What is this supposed to mean?

Seconds later, I was face to face with him—the chief elder of Redmoon pack, Damon's uncle.

Now there was something else.

Something about him that smelt and felt off.

There was also this familiar...