Chapter 20
Arden POV*
I opened my eyes to find myself in the same room that I had fallen into a drug induced sleep in. This time, it was blessedly empty, and I had time to myself to think.
The last thing that I expected from my life was to meet my mate, reject him, and have to spend my life running from a crazed possessive psychopath.
I had a good life growing up. Even after my father died, my mom and I were well taken care of by the rest of the pack. Luckily, she was able recover from the loss of her mate and be an amazing mother to me. A lot of people either get extremely depressed, go crazy, or kill themselves. However, my mom received a lot of help and support from the other widows or widowers in the pack. They banded together and were able to keep each other from going too cr
