Katrina stormed back to her room, her mind racing, grasping for any idea to distract Adrian or stop him from heading to Iron Claw. She knew it would be a disaster if he got there and found out the truth. Why hadn’t she considered that he’d bolt at the mere mention of that lowlife Ashley? “Ugh!” she groaned, frustration boiling inside her, her hands clenching into fists. She stomped her foot on the floor, nearly in tears, muttering to herself, “Think, Katrina, think!” But Adrian was already set on going to Iron Claw, and she knew there was no stopping him now, not when his wolf was so riled up. She grabbed her phone and texted Silas, “Where are you?” but got no reply. Maybe he wasn’t near his phone, she thought, tossing it onto the bed with a huff and marching out to find him.
She spotted
