WILLOW
The only time I’ve ever really gotten into trouble was back in high school. A wolf gang had recently moved into the neighborhood and was terrorizing the locals.
Being the straight laced kid that I was, I had called Lycan security on their asses. Let’s just say I’d never gone anywhere without a male escort for the rest of high school.
After I left to go to college, I made myself let go of the fear and worries of my past life. Just never thought that same past would come back to haunt me now.
“The person who called you, he belongs to a gang,” Aiden says, eyes turning grim. “They call themselves the Silver fangs.”
My blood runs cold. Raw fear grips my senses, and I’m suddenly transported to the past. A life where I was always looking over my shoulder, dreading the day when I’d
