Chapter 31
This time, I don’t faint. No, this time I’m angry. I am so unbelievably angry that all I can do is fall to my knees and let out a loud shriek. The wind begins to pick up, whipping my hair around and sending the decorations flying across the yard. I look up as the sky darkens to black and rain begins pouring down on us. I can hear the pack yelling and scrambling to take cover, but I remain unmoved. The ground begins to shake, echoing the anger radiating through my veins.
“Willow,” Ryker shouts over the rain and wind, “let’s get you inside.” He tugs my arm, trying to bring me to my feet, but I am planted in place, my knees sinking into the dampened earth.
Burn it all.
I stare in the direction the little girl came from, into the dark forest, looking for the culprit. As my eye
