Lila cried silent tears as she stood in front of the bathroom mirror, cutting her hair to shoulder length. She didn’t know why she felt the urge to cut her hair, but she needed to do something. She knew it wouldn’t change anything, but for a few tranquil moments, it would give her the feeling she had accomplished something, that she was a stronger person than she felt right now.
She was crumbling under the pressure of figuring out her role in this pack, feeling like an outcast, lost, alone, and oh-so-very pregnant. For a few days out in the cabin, she thought she had found something wonderful, but was this any better than being with Buck? Ethan wouldn’t hurt her, not physically. She knew that, but his pack was filled with men like Buck. They didn’t dare to touch her, but she knew deep dow
