Chapter 69 A tough decision

It had become impossible to ignore the growing tension between me and Mr. Smith. Every day at the lab, I felt his eyes on me, his gaze probing, trying to uncover the truth I was desperately hiding. The scent of mistletoe still lingered in my memory, a stark reminder of how close I had come to being exposed. And then there was the mountain ash trap, a mistake on his part, but one that had nearly ensnared me. It was clear that Mr. Smith wasn’t just suspicious—he was hunting. I had spent sleepless nights agonizing over what to do. Part of me wanted to confront him, to demand an explanation, but the risk was too great. I could not afford to make a mistake, not when my life, and the lives of everyone I cared about, were on the line. And then there was Noah. He needed to know the truth about Mr. Smith, about the secret room I had discovered months ago, filled with weapons and relics designed to kill our kind. The decision weighed heavily on me as I made my way to the pack's meeting place.