Aria's POV
"Most of the people I contacted had nothing." Noah held my gaze, his expression grim. "Some had heard rumors, but they knew better than to get involved. Others were simply too afraid."
My fingers tightened around the paper in my hands. "I can understand that."
After everything that had happened to me, I couldn't exactly blame anyone for wanting to stay away.
Noah leaned back slightly, studying me for a moment before continuing. "There was one name, however, that kept coming up."
I looked up. "Whose?"
"Mara. She's a witch."
I stared at him. "A witch?"
He nodded. "She lives in a forbidden zone beyond the outer territories. Packs don't patrol that region, and wolves aren't supposed to cross into it."
A chill ran down my spine. "Why?"
"Because the land isn't governed by an
