The HIDDENS
My wolf was restless beneath my skin, his need to protect our mate making him claw at the edges of my control.
I reached the outer edges of the pack’s land, where an old cottage stood, hidden deep in the forest. It belonged to an old seer—one we rarely spoke of.
Morgana.
She was once an ally of the pack before she was exiled for using magic that went against our laws. They called her a traitor, a danger, a woman who dabbled too much in dark magic. But right now, I didn’t care about the past.
If she had knowledge of fate and magic, then I had to seek her out.
Bab Populer