WREN’S POV
The day passed in a haze of quiet conversation with my wolf, Ashley, her voice a welcome balm to the chaos in my mind. She was snarky and warm, challenging me in ways I didn’t expect.
“You’re stronger than you think, Wren” she’d said at one point, her voice echoing in my head as I sat curled up on the couch. “But you’ve got to stop letting people stomp all over you. Including him”
“Alpha Ronan?” I whispered aloud though the cabin was empty.
“Do you see anyone else making you question your every move?" she shot back with a dry laugh. “But that’s what makes him irresistible, right? You want him to want you, even if it burn”
I didn’t have a good response to that so I ignored her and busied myself with tidying the cabin, eating whatever leftovers I could find, and trying no
