Lana's POV
My head was spinning.
We had made a brief stop at the hostel to collect my things, and were now headed towards Markus' home. Which was, apparently, a pack of werewolves.
I could hardly believe everything that had happened in the last few days. From falling off my horse, to meeting this amazing guy, getting assaulted by a creepy stranger in an alley and then... seeing Markus transform into a werewolf.
One spot on my arm was getting bruised from the number of times I'd pinched myself to see if I was really awake or if it was all a dream - or a nightmare? I wasn't sure which.
Despite his repeated reassurances that I would be perfectly safe, I couldn't help but feel uneasy about this whole thing. And yet... and yet, what was it that still made me feel like I should be here i
