ALISON COULDN'T BELIEVE THIS WAS HAPPENING. Her wolf's agonised howls were challenging to drown out as she paced back and forth, deep in thought about what exactly she was supposed to do now.
They were back in the castle, in its living room, and Ryan was sitting on the couch solemnly watching her fevered movements. Alison couldn't help the frustrated groan that escaped her lips as she spun to face him.
"And you honestly believed there was no other way?"
Ryan shook his head slowly and regretfully. "He was dead-set on going after Killian. Said he had some new information, and it was the only option."
