Bianca's POV

The night was still, save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. I had been walking down the hall toward my room when I heard faint voices coming from Alina’s study. Curious, I paused just outside the door, careful to stay in the shadows.

“Are you sure about this?” Alina’s sharp voice carried through the crack in the door.

“Yes,” Russell replied confidently. “Tomorrow night, everything will go as planned. Once the fire distracts the guards, I’ll get Rose out and bring her back to the pack. She’ll be ours to deal with.”

My heart skipped a beat. Fire? Rose? What were they planning?

“And you’re...