I slipped out of my parents' house at six in the morning.
Usually, Dad would be out for his morning jog, Mom bustling in the kitchen.
But after staying up past two a.m., they were still asleep—a rare late night for them.
I left a note on the fridge: Gone to Cassie’s. Back soon. Love you.
Disguised in a hoodie and sunglasses, I snuck out of the complex and flagged a cab to Cassie’s place.
Cassie opened the door, dark circles under her eyes like bruises.
“Is Alpha Adrian even a wolf? He’s a monster—no, calling him that’s too kind! And Vanessa and Evelyn? Lower than dirt!”
Since my midnight call, spilling the horrors of last night, her blood had been boiling.
She wanted to tear them apart with her bare hands.
Cassie was fuming.
I, oddly, was calm.
Inside, I slipped off my shoes.
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