Ferrara Violetta was nowhere to be found. Even though I knew for a fact that it wasn't Violetta screaming, that was all that I could think about. She was not here by my side. My fault. I was so worried about her that I'd crossed a line and pushed her away. Again. When would I learn my f*****g lesson? The scream sounded again, and I was on my feet and racing from my house. Maeve, London, and Emerson were all gone since we'd taken a break. My wolves were appearing from buildings and trees, following the sounds of the screams. They led me along a familiar path. The path that would lead me straight to Irene's cottage. The witches. "Cam!" Maeve's voice rose above the trees followed closely by her roar. Filled with fear, I ran faster. Irene. I'd brought her back and promised that I would

