Kate’s POV

The Ancient Werewolf had struck us down hard– harder than any of us had anticipated considering he had not even been in the fight. He had been baiting us the whole time, luring us so he could finish us off.

The camp was deadly quiet after the retreat, we were all counting our loses and tending our wounded, planning would come soon after and the air was too thick with tension every breath felt like lead. 

I stood outside the makeshift tent where most of the Alpha's had gathered and, stared up at the sky, I could hear the murmurs of discussion as the Alphas worked through the...