“You don’t need to yell that much. Are you scared?”

The same voice rang out again, calm and almost amused. I followed the sound instinctively, my eyes lifting toward a large tree ahead. That was when I saw her, a female sitting casually on one of the branches, staring down at me as if this was all a game.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I’m not interested in telling you my name,” she responded smoothly. “But I can show you the way back to your pack.”

She jumped down from the tree effortlessly, landing on her feet with practiced ease.

“You’re clearly a werewolf,” I declared as I inhaled deeply,...