CHAPTER 7
In The Wolf's Den
Erica's POV
(Jane)
The car seat felt hard and strange under me. My hands were squeezed tightly in my lap, my knuckles turning white. I looked at the back of Alpha King Dante's head, his dark hair neatly cut, and at the strong shoulders of the man next to him, Beta Logan.
I felt like a lost dog that had been picked up from the street, taken to a place I didn't know. It was a sad truth. I had basically been sold, treated like an object. Was this why the real Jane ended her life? Because of this heavy, crushing feeling of having no control? It weighed down on me like a heavy load.
The quiet sound of the engine was a steady background to my racing thoughts. I felt like I was stuck in someone else’s life, playing a role I never signed up for. The anger felt lik
