Elvira 

I couldn’t sleep. I spent the entire night pacing the room, heart racing, my breath shallow, as if everything were closing in on me. I couldn't stop thinking about her. Elyra, or whoever she really was under that hoodie. My instincts screamed otherwise. The way she appeared and vanished… I hugged myself tighter, trying to chase away the coldness she left me with. My thoughts were a tangled mess of suspicion, fear, and guilt.

Was it my place to tell Alpha Jaxon? And if so, would he even believe me?

By the time the early morning sun brightened the sky, I was no close to clarity. My nerves were...