Alex POV
The night air was cool and crisp as I stood alone on the balcony of the McKinnley estate, gazing out at the moonlit landscape. The events of the past weeks had been a whirlwind of training, discovery, and unexpected challenges, leaving me grappling with a mix of emotions.
Below me, the grounds stretched out in shadowy patches, bathed in the silvery light of the full moon. It was nights like these when the primal call of the wolf within me felt strongest, echoing in the depths of my soul.
I leaned against the wrought-iron railing, my thoughts racing as I reflected on our recent encounter with the rogue werewolf. The adrenaline rush of the confrontation still lingered, mingled with a sense of awe at the power I had felt coursing through me.
Beside me, Mason’s presence approached
