(Katelyn's POV)My stomach lurched the instant Harlan hung up the phone. Why did he want to bring Jenna here? What sinister plans did he have in store for her? For us!?Dr. Prince's words sliced through my thoughts, his eyes still fixed on me like I was some exciting little experiment. "When did these abilities first make themselves known to you?" he asked, with an eager curiosity.I swallowed hard, trying to buy myself some time before I answered the question. I was scared I might say something that landed me in more trouble. I didn't want to divulge too much, but I also had no idea where the line between too much and not enough stood.“We, uh... We had a Lunar Eclipse Celebration about a month ago,” I revealed hesitantly. "It happened for the first time that night."The doctor's eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning and he turned to Harlan with obvious excitement. “Now that's an interesting thought! What if her abilities are linked to the lunar cycle?! If they first manifested
(Katelyn's POV)"Isn't this a sweet little reunion?" Harlan said, the false warmth in his tone sending a shiver down my spine. "Why don’t you take a seat, Jenna?" He gestured to one of the chairs by his desk.Jenna hesitated but complied, placing her bag at her feet as she sat down.Then, it began.He paced up and down between us, his eyes darkening with every word he spoke. “Do you know why you’re here, Jenna?” he asked innocently as he paused just in front of her.Jenna shook her head. “No, Harlan. I have no idea," she replied with an air of defiance."Alpha Harlan," he corrected her with a raised eyebrow."Alpha Harlan," she repeated, somehow miraculously managing not to roll her eyes.Harlan's face twisted into a smirk. “So, tell me, Jen, what do you know about the Elysian Line?”Jenna frowned, looking at him with utter confusion. “The what?” she asked looking at him with narrowed eyes.She didn't know. I had never told her. I didn't want to get her caught up in all my bullshit an
(Jenna's POV)I cursed under my breath as I stared down at the blood pooling on the front of my white shirt.Great. Just fucking great. There was no way I was ever getting this stain out.The thought of Harlan’s questions replayed in my mind, jumbling together with my confusion. Something about an Elijah Line? An Allegiance Line? What the hell was he even talking about? And Kate having visions? Seeing shit? Was she sick or having some kind of mental breakdown? Can't say that would surprise me after being locked up by that psychopath...Whatever it was, it was crystal clear what Harlan intended to do with me. I was leverage. He was going to use me to get to Kate. He’d bend her to his will by hurting me, and knowing Harlan’s reputation, I was not looking forward to it. Everyone knew how he was... ruthless and relentless. He clearly wanted something from Kate that she wasn’t giving him, and I sure as fuck wasn’t going to help him get what he wanted.I looked around the room, searching for
(Tyler’s POV)The rumble of the rental car beneath me felt steady and monotonous, the miles stretching on endlessly as we made our way toward the Aspenwood Pack lands.I glanced over at Ryder, who was tapping his fingers restlessly on his knee, clearly agitated by how long this was taking. His frustration was almost palpable.I sighed heavily, watching the trees blur past us as I replayed the events of that morning in my mind. We’d both been dead to the world, the exhaustion finally catching up with us after what felt like an eternity of searching for Kate. I hadn’t wanted to sleep, but when my head hit the pillow, it seemed like my body made the decision for me.It was Ryder’s phone that had jolted us awake. The piercing ringtone had pulled me out of the dark depths of unconsciousness and I remember Ryder sitting up groggily, fumbling for his phone.It had been Jenna.I didn’t hear much of the conversation, just the low murmur of Ryder’s voice as he paced up and down the room.When he
(Katelyn's POV)I lay on the bed listlessly with nothing to do but drown in my own thoughts. The hours seemed to drag by, but there was no way to tell for sure. I had no clock and the sun was obscured behind a wall of thick, threatening gray clouds.All I could think about was Jenna. Was she okay? Where was he keeping her? Was he with her now? Continuing to torment her?The thought made me sick.I needed to figure a way out of here. But with Jenna in the mix now, it felt even more impossible.At some point, the door creaked open and Harlan strode inside carrying a tray of food. He casually set it down on the table beside the bed, watching my mopey face while he smiled.“Please, Harlan,” I began, sitting up and trying to keep my voice steady. “Please, let her go. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll do anything you want. Please just let her go.” My eyes met his, pleading, desperate.A smirk grew on Harlan's face. “Anything?” he asked, stepping closer to the bed.That look made my skin crawl, bu
Katelyn's POVThe low rumble of thunder woke me up. I sat up on the bed, disoriented for a moment as I looked around, realizing that I must have fallen asleep. I suppose that wasn't too surprising... There wasn't much else to do here. At least sleep was some kind of escape... if only for my mind.I missed my music. That might have helped to drown out my thoughts. It might have given me some kind of distraction.With a sigh, I glanced over at the tray of food still perched beside the bed. I hadn't touched it and I still wasn’t hungry.Thunder rumbled again, closer this time, so I decided to investigate. I swung my legs off the bed, feeling a mild chill creep over me as I crossed the room toward the window. The sky was an ominous shade of gray. The clouds, heavy and dark, hung low like they were ready to unleash an apocalyptic storm.The sight sent a shiver through me, and I crossed my arms over my chest, wishing I had something warmer to wear.Jenna. My mind kept circling back to her. I
(Katelyn's POV)Nausea hit me hard, the aftershock of the vision assaulting me brutally. I'd touched the baby, which was obviously a bad idea, but I hadn't been able to stop myself. Then there was the blood... so much blood it stained the ground red.I heaved, covering my mouth and running to the bathroom as fast as I could. I barely made it in time, collapsing in front of the toilet as the bile rose in my throat. I heaved, vomiting until my stomach was empty, and even then, the retching didn't stop.I rested my forehead against the cold porcelain, trying to steady my breathing. Then the tears came again, sadness and grief mixing with the sickness as I struggled to process what I’d just seen.Me... My mother... My father. I wiped at my tear-streaked face, the nausea still gripping me, but the wave of emotions that coursed through me was worse than the physical sickness.I had seen my mother’s last moments. I had lived them with her. It was completely heartbreaking, but maybe... I suppo
(Katelyn's POV)The moment Harlan opened his mouth, I knew it was going to be bad.“Now, before you ladies get any ideas, let me explain the situation to you," he said, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction as he glanced between me and Jenna. His arrogant smile made me want to punch him in the face.“Jenna over here has been dosed with enough wolfsbane to keep her wolf dormant for the next 24 hours... at least," he explained, looking so fucking pleased with himself.My heart dropped and I looked over at Jenna, trying to keep my expression neutral, but inside, all I felt was absolute hopelessness. I had thought this might be our ticket out of here, but if she couldn't shift, there was no way I could take him on my own. We were back at square one.“That means she can’t shift, Katelyn,” he continued, stating the obvious and reveling in the fact that he couldn't be outsmarted. “That means the two of you can’t shift and try to take me on. Not that you would have had any chance anyway. A