CHAPTER 26: CHILLING SECRETS

ZANDER’S POV

I received news that the house of Lady Annika, the renowned witch on the outskirts of our town, was burned down in a fit of rage by one of her customers.

She had been a steady face when I was just a pup, and an important mother figure to me when I had lost my mother and she had also been the one to help me train my beast.

She was a tough, no nonesense woman that refused to bow even to death… or so I thought as I walked into the clearing, my boots digging into the melted rubber and ashes, the sense of loss heavy in the air.

My heart squeezed in my chest as I inspected her burned down home, the aching sense of loss festering in my bones.

No. No. No. Not another one! I can't lose another person dear to me!

I stand there, taking in the devastation that has been wrought upon Annika's home.

I placed my hand to the ground, feeling the soil and sniffing the air.

I froze when I found the scent of the arsonist.

Of course. Who else could it be? The very person responsible for fuck