Ava stretched as she slowly opened her eyes. She felt like death warmed over, and her whole body ached as if she had been in a fight. And she desperately needed a shower and to brush her teeth.
She shot upright as it all came back to her and then swore when the first people she saw were the two wolves that lived with Ezekiel—the one called Derek and his blond, blue-eyed friend.
They sat on chairs at the foot of the giant bed and looked angry.
She looked away quickly when she remembered not to look them in the eyes.
The wolves said nothing, but she could feel their gazes burning through her. Why were they here? Where was Ezekiel? This was the second time she had woken up in his house when he wasn’t there.
Flashes of something flittered through her mind. A beast of a wolf with red eyes
