Wyatt POV
As I cautiously approached the small town nestled near the werewolf king's land and estate, a heavy sense of foreboding hung in the air, tinged with the unmistakable scent of dark magic. The once bustling streets now lay deserted, like an eerie ghost town, as the residents remained locked away in their homes, some aware of the lurking danger, while others were oblivious but still felt an unsettling presence.
Humans, though possessing a faint trace of magic within them, had an innate ability to sense the presence of immortals like witches and werewolves. However, they often couldn't quite comprehend or identify the strange sensations that washed over them. Determined to find Misty, I followed the faint pull of her presence through the witches' mark. Yet, I knew that if she were
