Lance
After Charlie drives away, I have Teddy fly me a hundred miles into the wilderness and drop me off. I figure it’s the only way I can keep from following her, and mere survival will keep my wolf busy for a while.
Four days later, I limp onto Black Wolf property, my paws bloody and raw, my fur matted with snow.
Rafe storms out of our place when he sees me. “Shift,” he commands.
My human form feels even worse than my wolf form. Ragged and worn. Barely hanging on.
Rafe punches me in the nose, and I go down on my bare ass in the snow. “You selfish f*****g bastard,” he snarls.
Blood spurts from my broken nose.
“I didn’t f*****g know if you were going to live or die out there.”
I drag myself to my feet and snort, sending droplets of blood flying. “Right. Because Fate knows I’m not c
