A week ago, I was just a grieving widow who had to go back to work. Climbing out of bed in the morning was my only challenge. My only hope was that my husband was still alive out there. I was prepared to live like that for a long time. Till I finally caved and admitted Brad was gone. I would work on myself in therapy if I had to.
Yet, all in one week, everything had changed, making me view the world differently. I've now witnessed death 3 times, learned about the Wolves, and I was mated to a wolf named Trevor before I even knew what happened to Brad.
I was now lying in the trunk of a car driven by wolf hunters, one of them being my father-in-law. Jessie was now dead too because of me. I didn't know where we were heading, but all I knew was I was not going to cooperate with Paul.
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