AMAYA.

The steel doors of the mountain lab didn't just lead into a building; they led into a nightmare. As the four of us stepped inside, the light from our flashlights cut through a thick dust that tasted like copper and  medicine.

"Stay close," Alvaro whispered, his hand hovering near the small of my back. His wolf was right under the surface, a low growl vibrating in his chest that I could feel through the air.

We still hadn’t gone down the mountain. We had seen a lab standing by the other side of the mountain and decided to find something.

Something that could help us.

The hallway was lined...