The day passes quickly in a blur. I’m not sure what I should do about Sasha or if I should mention anything to Ethan. Knowing that he’s got the rogues to deal with and possible future attacks. I decide to handle it myself.
I lay in bed thinking about how to handle Sasha. I try not to let my insecurities bubble up as I replay Sasha’s thoughts in my mind. He didn’t say he was going to come after the interrogation but I find myself waiting for him as I drift off to sleep.
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Adea
The air in my lungs feels like ice as I struggle to keep running. “Run, Adea,” my wolf encourages weakly. I get to the end of the hall when I swerve down the stairs scraping my shoulder against the stone wall.
I wince in pain but all I can do is propel my feet forward. The sound of growls and meat ripping can be heard from outside. I reach the bottom of the step and I can feel my wolf’s urgency.
