My wolf had been taken from me, ripped from my very soul. I was in the heart of the hunters’ camp with a witch who called herself my best friend.
I was lost from my pack.
I questioned everything about myself, even my love for Warren. Would he still want me when I was no longer a wolf?
Would I even be welcomed by the pack? What were my friends going to think? And that was even if I escaped the hunters. They had their fingers on me, wanting to use me to show how someone could be purified and cleansed of evil, wanting to put me on display to show that wolves could be cured.
But I was not sick. I was not evil. There was nothing wrong with me and I had a boy who loved me, who would crack the sky and make it bleed if that’s what it took to get me back.
A storm thundered in the horizon. Hunters, vampires, witches, and wolves swirled, waiting to clash and at the heart of it all were me and Warren.
Just a girl who loved a boy, but would our love survive the coming storm?
Would we?
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