Chapter 112. Harmona

Caroline’s POV

I watched in silence as Alpha Camden stepped forward, his commanding presence filling the room. He gestured toward the door, and in walked a woman—at first glance, she looked like any ordinary middle-aged woman. Her pale skin and platinum blonde hair were unremarkable, but there was something about her, an energy that I couldn’t quite place. She had an aura that made me feel unsettled, like she wasn’t quite human.

Alpha Camden’s voice broke through my thoughts. “This is Harmona,” he said, his tone respectful.

“She’s a witch, and she’s here to help us understand something we’ve found. The symbol we discovered on the body of Aurora’s father.”

I glanced at the others, but my eyes kept returning to Harmona. She didn’t speak right away. Instead, she stood there, observing us with an intensity that made me feel like she was weighing each of us, seeing straight through to our core.

Finally, she spoke, her voice smooth, almost melodic. “I’