ZARA POV
I gradually got up from the damp floor of the forest that chilled my skin while letting my wolf’s instinct take over. She was the only one who could run, evade, and hide. I was only good at messing things up, apparently.
I was so wrong, so incredibly stupid. Weston was just like my father, and at least I managed to avoid the disaster of getting married to him. But it was plain foolish to pin all my hopes on a man I barely knew.
Even more foolish thinking that he would save me from the controlling hands of my father.
I was a f*****g dumb ass.
My small, speedy wolf was a blur of fur in the thick woods. She was like a tiny, powerful bullet, darting and dodging with ease. I only noticed something was wrong when she disappeared under a low bush, completely ignoring Hero’s though
