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JadeThe pain stops as quickly as it hit, leaving me gasping for air on the ground.My vision clears, and the world snaps back into focus, but the memory of what I just saw—the shifter, the blood—still lingers like a shadow at the edges of my mind.“Jade!” Damien’s voice is sharp and frantic as he crouches beside me. His hands are on my shoulders, steadying me, and his silver-gray eyes search my face for some kind of explanation. “What the hell just happened?”I suck in a shaky breath, feeling the tremors still running through my body. “It wasn’t me,” I whisper, shaking my head. “It was… a vision. I saw something.”His grip tightens just a fraction, and his eyes narrow in confusion. “A vision of what?”“Someone’s being attacked.” My voice cracks, but I force the words out. “A shifter. I saw it—he’s in trouble, Damien. It’s happening right now.”For a moment, his expression morphs, caught somewhere between disbelief and concern. Then, without missing a beat, he stands and pulls me to m

It’s like lightning shooting through my veins, and suddenly, I’m not in the clearing anymore.I’m back in the vision, but this time, I’m not just a bystander. I’m inside it, feeling everything—the fear, the panic, the sharp scent of blood on the wind. Another shifter, a different one this time, is fighting for his life, and I can feel the danger closing in around him, feel the claws raking through the air just inches from his flesh. It’s happening again. Right now.I jerk back with a gasp, and Gray stumbles. His eyes are wide and shocked as he clutches my arm. He felt it, too. He saw it.“What the hell was that?” he breathes.“It’s happening again. Another attack. We have to go—now.”Gray stares at me, his usual bravado shaken for the first time, and Damien steps in, grabbing him by the shoulder. “You felt that, didn’t you? She’s not lying, Gray. This isn’t a game.”Gray curses under his breath, and his face hardens. “Where?”I close my eyes, trying to focus on the images still flashi

He glances around the clearing, taking in the blood, the symbols, and, no doubt, the tension between us. “So, what’s the verdict? Are we dealing with a rogue witch, or should I be worried that one of my own shifters is next?”“We’re still figuring it out,” I admit.Patrick’s eyes flick to Jade, and his smile tightens. “Of course you are. But from what I hear, it’s either her,” he points a lazy finger at Jade, “or there’s another witch running around causing havoc. Not that I’m saying I buy the gossip.”Jade bristles beside me, but I step in before she can respond. “She didn’t do this,” I declare, meeting Patrick’s gaze with a warning. “And we don’t have time for any bullshit right now.”Patrick raises an eyebrow. “I’m not saying she did, Damien. But you can’t deny that wherever she goes, trouble seems to follow.”Jesus, even Patrick has jumped on the blame-Jade train. I thought he had more sense than that.“Back off, Patrick,” I growl, stepping closer. “You don’t know what you’re talk

“I hope I don’t have to mop those floors,” I mutter to myself, earning a giggle from Penny.We make our way to the reception desk, which is so large, I could probably hide behind it if I wanted to. The woman behind it—young, with perfectly styled blond hair and a smile so bright that it’s probably fake—looks up as we approach. She’s wearing a fitted black suit, the kind that screamsI’m important, and her eyes flicker with mild curiosity as she takes us in.I glance around, feeling the eyes of some passing employees on us. Great, first day, and I’m already the spectacle. I force myself to focus on what matters. This is a job. A paycheck. A way to make sure Penny and I aren’t relying on Damien for every little thing.Half an hour later, I’m settling into the reception area, trying to ignore the nerves buzzing under my skin. Penny is sitting beside me and has already made a little camp out of coloring books and snacks. It’s a relief, really, seeing her so content after the chaos we’ve be

DamienIf there’s one thing that pisses me off more than anything, it’s people questioning my decisions.Especially when it comes to Jade.I grip the edge of the table and stare down at the neatly arranged documents spread in front of me, feeling the tension coil tight in my chest. For weeks now, rumors have been swirling. Accusations, sideways glances, secret conversations behind closed doors. And all of them lead back to the same tired conclusion: Jade.They think she’s behind the attacks. They think the dark magic plaguing the packs is her doing. But they don’t know her. They don’t know what she’s been through. And most of all, they don’t know how badly they’ve screwed up by pointing the finger at her.I slam my fist down on the table, and the sound reverberates through the empty room. Enough is enough. If I’m going to clear her name, I need to do it with evidence so solid, no one can argue against it.I’ve spent hours pulling together everything I could find—time stamps, logs, wit