It’s Ellen. The voice belonged to one of my friends, piercing right through my eardrums. Relief sank in my bones as soon as I realised it was my friend and not anyone else from the pack. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Caden sitting up in his seat, his lips twitching at my friend.

What was that about? I thought for a second before squashing it and staring at the person rushing towards us.

Colour drained her face as Ellen made her way to the bench, rudely shoving at the Alpha next to me. He made a disgruntled sound but scooted far away to let her sit in...