Aisha's POV
"Step out of the vehicle!"
The command rang through the air.
I froze.
The warriors surrounding us weren't just any werewolves, they bore the unmistakable emblem of the Silver Lake Pack.
Jack.
He had found me.
It wasn't a coincidence that they were here, they were looking for me.
A violent shudder ran through me as memories of everything he had done resurfaced. The cold dungeons. The pain. His cruel smirk as he reminded me that I was nothing but his possession.
No.
I would not go back.
Simon's hand suddenly closed over mine, firm and grounding. His warmth seeped into my skin, steadying the tremors that had overtaken me.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "You have nothing to fear. I'll never let anyone take you."
