Finn's POV

Jackson and I had been sitting here in his office for a long time. I know one of us should probably have gone after Misha but we were still processing everything that had just happened.

She had shared her memories with us, she had been through a lot, she had been responsible for the entire packs death that everyone in the werewolf community was still living in fear of. Everyone thought whatever mystical events had occurred there would soon follow and kill every pack in the blink of an eye.

Nobody could ever know it was her, but in a sense I felt safer and better for our pack knowing there isn’t some dangerous force of nature out there killing wolves.

But our poor Misha, she’s lived with that ever since knowing, however unintentional it may have been, that those deaths lay in her hands. At the age of 15, it’s no wonder she kept running even though she could have easily dealt with her mother and her previous Alpha, she hid as a human because of the guilt.

“I’m going to go find her,