KATHERINE
Every single inch of my body screamed in agony when I woke up. Even opening my eyes hurt. The light in the room was blindingly intense.
Despite the pain, I managed to push myself into a sitting position and look around. I didn't recognize the room, but it was undeniably masculine and tastefully furnished. Dark linens, a black mirrored wardrobe, a minimalist, sharp aesthetic.
It didn't take long to realize whose bed I was in. The scent permeating the sheets was almost as familiar as my own, wrapping around me like a physical embrace.
Xander.
He must have brought me here after finding me in the forest. Just the memory of those wolves and the silver trap sent a fresh shiver down my spine.
There was something about that black wolf, those blood-red eyes... something that clawed
