The safehouse wasn’t safe anymore. News spread faster than any runner, word of Ivy’s power, the way she healed Rowan, the silver in her eyes. By morning, half the pack had gathered outside, and their murmurs filled the air like a low growl. “She’s not one of us.” “She’s a witch.” “She brought this storm.” Every word hit me like a strike, but I didn’t let it show. I stood at the balcony above them, jaw locked, eyes sweeping over every face. Wolves I had fought beside, bled beside, now looked at me like they didn’t know who their Alpha was anymore. Gemma stood to my right, her voice low. “They’re scared.” “They should be,” I said. “That’s not what I meant.” I glanced down again. Kara was near the back, helping Rowan, who still looked pale. Sera and Asher kept Ivy close, their stance protective, but I could feel it, the unease rippling through the crowd like a living thing. One wolf shouted, “She’s cursed, Alpha! You should’ve never brought her here!” My wolf
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