Hope
We run hand in hand outside, where five men are chasing us, in their wolf forms.
‘No matter what you see, keep running, okay?’ I say.
‘Okay,’ she says. ‘They’re after me. I'm going to run in a different direction, so you can get away,’ I explain.
‘What about you? I don't want them to get you.’
‘Don't worry about me. Just keep running.’
Discarding my dress, I shift into Storm. Sally screams and runs even faster, through the field.
The wolves chase me through the field away from Sally.
I duck under branches and pounce over rocks until I collide with something hard. I whimper on impact, and see Alpha Tate, in his large, wolf form, snarling. He clamps down on my throat again until I shift back into human form and black out.
Waking up in bed again, naked, Alpha
