Chapter Ninety-three

**THIRD POV**

(GWEN's FORMER PACK)

There was a steady knock at the front door causing Salome to pause from stirring the flour on the bowl, trying to listen. Was it her ear or someone was ag the door? She wondered.

Her husband couldn't possibly have forgotten something, did he? He merely left five minutes ago, to get the carpenter for a dent she made in the cavjnte this morning during their quarrel.

She caught a scent. An unfamiliar scent.

"Who there?" She called out, dropping the spatula and dusting her hand son the apron. "I'm coming."

Theresa had long moved out into the Alpha's house to be with her mate, leaving her and Kent the only occupant of the house. Unless they are coming for a visit as they usually do every three days.

She reached the door and twisted the key to the left the door opened. And a stranger stood there.

"Hello," Salome greeted, trying to recall where she had met the a long from before.

"Hello, is this number 25?" He asked, looking around the balcony. He was a v