Chapter 12 Wolfsbane.

Rosaline’s POV:

Finished

The moment the scent hit my nose, Freya surged forward, taking control of my body. I transformed into a wolf instantly.

In the corner of the warehouse were several crates I was supposed to organize, and the strong stench of wolfshane was wafting from them.

“Danger.” Freya growled, her instincts on high alert.

Suddenly, the warehouse lights went out. Freya immediately took a few steps back, her eyes scanning the darkened space. her hackles raised. I could feel the tension in her body as we moved together, one soul in

two forms.

Freya stepped carefully toward the door and brushed her tail against it.

The heavy door was locked

“Can you open it?” I asked anxiously.

Freya swiped at the door with her claws, but the heavy metal just screeched under the force, leaving only deep scratches behind.

The door was locked from the outside, and there was no way to apply pressure from the inside. Even Freya, with her strength, couldn’t break through it.

“D“mn it, this door isn’t just for keeping people out. It’s meant to keep wolves in.”

or a ventilation shaft. This warehouse can’t

the reason my parents died. They were injured

and the air was thick with the nauseating scent of wolfsbane. The toxic plant could paralyze a werewolf, rendering our muscles weak and stripping away our

but halfway through the jump, she let out a

there were more wolfsbane traps positioned

exposed to some of it, and I could feel her strength slowly draining as the

Alpha energy, sending it

sluggish. She looked up at the dark ceiling with frustration in

get out,” she muttered. “Why is there wolfsbane in Eclipse Pack’s warehouse?

it can also be used as a weapon against other packs.

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Chapter 12 Wolfsbane

“I’m going to rip that b*tch apart,”

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Firashed

quickly took control again, urging Freya to revert to human form. The warehouse was heavily secured, and with her large wolf paws, she wouldn’t be able to use a phone to call for help.

was already blurring from the

focus.

black after I sent my final plea for

Caden’s POV:

still isn’t back. Who

thirsty and went downstairs to grab a drink of water when

a bumpkin. She doesn’t know any better. If she were raised properly, she wouldn’t be out this

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