Bree’s P.O.V.
Once outside, I couldn’t take it anymore. I fell down on my knees and gave full control to Sheila, my wolf. I shifted, gave her all the freedom. I was too hurt, too sad, too angry to do anything. It felt as if my life was completely over now. Nora had won, she had gotten what she wanted. She had Luke now. She had pulled us apart.
Where the hell do I go from here?
And as Sheila picked up the backpack between her teeth, she started to run as fast as her paws could carry her, as I hid myself inside the darkest corner of my mind. I had no idea how long I had been running for, nor did I have no idea in which direction I was going. Honestly, I also didn’t care. All I knew was that it felt like the next second, when I heard Carlo’s voice, and I found myself lying on the dirt, and
