POV: JACKSONI stood alongside Chris, Sam, and the pack's doctor, waiting for the witch's arrival. The morning had dragged on longer than I expected, the four of us gathered near the front gates with little to do but watch the road and exchange the occasional tense word. He was scheduled to show up this afternoon, and I had taken it upon myself to welcome him personally. I was determined to avoid any more tales of others arriving with him, leaving us in the dark. Too much had already slipped past us unnoticed; I wasn't about to let a witch walk through our gates without knowing if he's the right person.Saint was meant to join us, but he declined. He said he didn't want to disrupt Marcus' treatment. I disagreed, but there was nothing I could do to convince him otherwise. I'd tried three times that morning to change his mind, and each time he'd simply shaken his head and turned back to whatever he was doing, his jaw set in that stubborn way that told me the conversation was over before
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