The rogues’ task was simple: attack the pack and create enough chaos to kidnap Amber. Jennifer didn’t care how they did it—she just needed the girl alive and delivered to her. Once she had Amber, she could drain the girl’s power and secure her own.
The plan had been perfect. Or it would have been if the stupid beta hadn’t walked in on her using the potion on Alpha Armand. Matthew had seen too much, and Jennifer had done what was necessary. A second dose, this time laced with poison, ensured both Armand and Matthew were out of the way. By the time they woke—if they woke—it would be too late.
Jennifer smirked at the thought, her mask slipping for the briefest moment. Everything was falling into place.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sharp creak of the safe room door. She turned
