Who Stole The Healer's Potion?

On the night of the full moon, I quit my job as the pack's lead healer because I was fed up with all the drama. Later, as I headed to the edge of the pack territory for some peace, my phone kept buzzing.

My mate's childhood friend, Sabrina Voss, kept texting me, asking why I hadn’t finished the healing potion I was supposed to be making.

As the cool breeze blew through the trees, I turned off my phone, wanting to enjoy the quiet. But soon, old memories came flooding back.

In my past, the potion I worked so hard on was stolen, and I was accused of treason.