BRIANNA’S POV
The first thing I saw was the ceiling.
It was fancy and elegant. My eyes blinked hard, trying to adjust to the light.
Where was I?
My head throbbed. A pounding ache pulsed behind my eyes, and it was like my brain was being split into two. I tried to sit up, but a sharp jolt of pain in my temple stopped me.
Then…. Like a wave crashing over me—
The memories slammed back.
The rogue wolves. The attack. My mother.
The chaos. Their claws. The screams.
The triplets showed up and fought to get through to me.
“Mom,” I whispered. I could feel the panic twisting in my gut. I threw the blanket off and pushed myself out of bed. As I stood, I felt my legs trembling beneath me. I needed to find her—needed to make sure she was safe.
I sprinted to the door, yanked it open and sla
