Alberto’s POVThe moon was high and it casted an eerie glow on the road as I rode through the marshes alone. I had lied to everyone to leave the pack house. I needed to see a witch who would help me find Sapphire. The guards believed I was heading to the northern borders for council. Fools. I had no interest in politics tonight. My soul itched with rage, and my blood burned with the need to find her. At this point, I cared less about any other thing. She ran from me. From me. And no one runs from the Alpha Supreme without consequence.I reached the base of the Hollow Hills just before midnight. The trees parted like they were making way. A faint hum hung in the air. It sounded low and ancient. I dismounted and approached the stone arch carved with runes long forgotten by my kind. She was waiting.The witch I mean.She stood by a fire that burned without smoke. Her robes were dark, her face was veiled, but I could feel her eyes.“You came alone,” she confirmed.“This stays between
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