Elena
Ray's fingers brush a strand of hair from my face. His touch is light, almost hesitant. His amber eyes search mine.
"You are not safe here," he says. "Alexander will come back. He will burn this cottage to find you." His hand drops to his side. "But I have a place. A place no one knows about. Will you come with me?"
I stare at him. My heart pounds. My throat tightens.
"Come with you?" My voice is barely a whisper. "To where? Another cell? Another chain?"
Ray shakes his head. "No chains. No cells. Just a room. A bed. A door that locks from the inside." He pauses. "You will be alone. I will not come near you unless you call for me."
I want to believe him. But trust does not come easily to a wolf who has been hunted for ten years.
"Why?" I ask. "Why would you help me? You do not
