Charlotte POV:
Guards surrounded me.
"Where is he?" Aiden roared, grabbing my shoulders. "Where is Leo?"
"What?" I gasped.
"He's gone!" Haven shrieked. "She took him! I saw her talking to Rogues at the fence! She paid them to take my baby!"
"I haven't left the house in two days!" I yelled. "Check the tracker!"
Aiden froze, looking at my ankle. He pulled out his phone.
"She's right," he muttered. "Signal hasn't left the estate."
"She hacked it!" Haven cried. "She's a witch!"
"Alpha!" a guard shouted from the woods. "Found him!"
A guard emerged carrying a muddy, sulking Leo. "Hiding in the fox den. Wanted to see if you'd look for him."
Relief washed over Aiden. He crushed the boy in a hug. "You foolish pup."
I stood in the rain, forgotten. Haven had tried to get me killed with a kidnapping accusation. And Aiden believed it.
He looked at me. A flicker of... guilt? He reached out. "Lottie..."
I stepped back. "Don't."
Aiden looked torn between his sobbing mistress and his retrieved son. "Get Leo inside. Haven, go with them." He turned to me. "We will discuss this later."
"There is no later," I said, waving the divorce papers. "Goodbye, Aiden."
A taxi pulled up—I'd called it twenty minutes ago. I threw my suitcase in and climbed in.
"Rough night?" the driver asked.
"You have no idea."
We drove for five minutes into the dark forest bordering Pack lands. Suddenly, a hissing sound filled the car. White gas vented from the AC.
Wolfsbane.
Panic exploded. I tried the door handle. Locked. My limbs turned to lead.
The driver turned around, wearing a gas mask.
"Sorry, Luna. Orders are orders."
My vision blurred. The last thing I thought before darkness took me was that Haven didn't just want me gone. She wanted me dead.
