I rinsed the conditioner from my hair, letting the water flow over my face. Everything had changed so quickly. Just days ago, I'd been simply the Gamma of my brother's pack, returned home after years away, determined to forge my own path. Now I stood in the Lycan King's shower, marked by violence but also by possibility.
After toweling my hair partially dry, I wrapped it in a fresh towel turban-style and brushed my teeth vigorously, washing away the medicinal taste that lingered from whatever they had given me to ease the pain.
I stepped back into Theo's bedroom wrapped in a plush white towel, steam following me like a personal cloud. Theo looked up from where he sat on the edge of his bed, his eyes darkening as they traveled over my bare shoulders.
"I had all of your clothes and things
