The Pack Priestess's True Intentions.

MAISIE

As dawn broke, I finally arrived at the borders of Frost Fang. The tranquility of the early morning surrounded me as I carefully made my way through the twisted roots, my breath forming clouds in the cold air. Each step I took left delicate imprints on the dew-covered ground, almost like whispered promises.

Behind me, four wolves dragged Zayn's unconscious body, their teeth clenching onto his clothes as they moved. Although I hesitated to reveal one of Zayn's secret trump cards, I had no other option at that moment. There was no way I could leave him behind since they were so eager to kill him. I had rescued him with the hope that he would make things right once he regained consciousness.

My deep thoughts were broken by the old woman's movements as she suddenly halted in front of me. Her brittle voice cracked when she spoke to me, “My legs are aching, I want to rest.”

“We can do that once we are out of here,” I nudged her again but she refused to budge so I threatened her, “I