CHAPTER 17:
Ivy's POV
I barely slept that night, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw red eyes staring back at me, white fangs gleaming in the dark and behind them, that wolf… huge, fast and glowing gold.
I tossed from one side of the bed to the other with the sheets twisting around my legs uncomfortably, and I kept kicking the blanket off and pulling it back again.
Was I losing it?
No. I knew what I’d seen.. Those men weren’t human and their eyes had burned red like hot coals, and their skin had been cold when they touched me.
And the wolf…
Why did I feel that strange pull, the same one I felt when Damian Blackthorn stood too close?
It made no sense and I didn’t even know Damian, not really. We’d barely talked, and yet I couldn’t stop thinking about him..or about the way my hear
