Chapter 242

Harper

The bodies lay everywhere.

Broken. Torn. Motionless.

Blood soaked the floorboards, seeping between the cracks like it was trying to escape the room. The metallic scent clung to my fur, thick and suffocating, mixing with the sound of my own ragged breathing. My wolf stood in the center of it all—huge, trembling, her chest rising and falling in violent bursts.

She wasn’t done.

She was waiting