Bride of the Human Alpha
The witch.
Behind them came Ryker and Marcus Greyson, Moontide's Beta.
"Well," Kane said, stopping outside my cell. "Let's see if you've been telling the truth."
The witch stepped forward, studying me with those unsettling eyes. She tilted her head like a bird examining prey.
"Stand," she commanded.
I stood, swaying slightly. The potion made everything feel unreal, dreamlike.
"Your name," the witch said.
"Shahira Thorne."
"Are you working for Daren Methlock?"