After Demetrius finished eating, Colt brought us to a cozy, dimly lit study deeper within the pack house to wait for the convoy. A massive stone hearth dominated one wall, the fire crackling merrily and casting long, dancing shadows across the room.
Demetrius and Colt immediately sank into a deep conversation. Colt began explaining the history of the Blue Mountain pack, detailing how they operated as an independent, roguish faction outside the standard pack laws. Since I had already heard the entire explanation during my recovery, my mind began to drift. I tuned out the low rumble of their voices, my gaze locking onto the mesmerizing orange flames twisting in the fireplace.
My thoughts drifted back to the dark altar, back to the terrifying moments I spent trapped with my father. He had b
