Chapter Thirty-FourRowan reached the gate first, Elena close behind him, both of them tense with the accumulated fear of everything the night had already thrown at them. Dax and two other pack members stood guard near the entrance, their postures wary, eyes fixed on a lone figure standing just beyond the property line.She was older, gray-haired, dressed plainly in clothes that looked slept in, carrying nothing but a small canvas bag over one shoulder. Elena studied her carefully, some instinct telling her this woman was not a threat in the way Jonah's men had been, though something about her carried its own quiet danger."I need to speak with Callum Ashford," the woman said, her voice carrying clearly across the distance. "And I need to speak with the photographer. Elena Voss.""Who are you?" Rowan asked, stepping forward, his stance protective without being openly hostile."My name is Renata Kessler. I used to work with your mother, twenty years ago, before everything fell apart."
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