Elsa
I headed toward my pack in tears, my heart heavy with the weight of what I knew would happen once I arrived.
My father would call Adam to come get me, and I dreaded the thought of facing him again, unsure of the mood he would be in after everything that had transpired.
My mind raced with possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Halfway through my run, I stopped abruptly, overwhelmed with frustration.
"This is all your fault!" I shouted at Claire, the anger spilling out of me. She remained silent, not fighting back as I vented my pain.
"You just couldn’t leave well enough alone. He would have claimed us eventually," I said, my voice breaking. "But no, you had to fight Razor, had to run to Lucas. Now look at the mess we’re in! Did you see Kane’s face?!" I demanded,
