Pulling out my phone, I use the mapping feature to locate my car and make a steady path in that direction. It is a beautiful day for a walk, not too hot or too cold, a perfect late August afternoon. Taking a few deep breaths, I smile as I pass the park bench where Sylvester and I had our conversation last night.
Was it right for me to not consider his contract? He was so sure that I should be the one by his side and not his ex-wife, that he didn't need a she-wolf but would prefer to have me instead. Was it reason speaking through me or fear?
"You don't value yourself enough, Apple," I can almost hear my mother's voice in my mind. "You can be a powerful force if you believe in your power."
"What power," I argue with my phantom mother under my breath as I continue my trek back to my ca
