Elsa
I woke up in Adam’s arms the next morning, and a familiar wave of resentment washed over me. I gently pulled away, feeling the sting of his inaction. He still hadn’t taken the initiative to do what was right—to claim me, to let go of his past. It hurt, deeply. The fact that he couldn’t love me enough to move on from her, from Stephanie, weighed on me constantly. But I didn’t want to dwell on it. I had made up my mind to focus on something else, something more important than the pain.
I had a plan, one that I had been thinking about since the incident with the wolves we lost to the Baron—whoever that might be. The pack was in danger, and I wasn’t about to sit by while more lives were ruined by drugs and manipulation. I woke Adam early, knowing it was the best time to act.
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