"Then why couldn't she prevent Anselm from coming here?" I asked. I was starting to get pissed, even though I knew that I shouldn't be feeling this way about a simple conversation that isn't even true. I mean, Jasmine just said she wasn't a wolf, but I've seen her in action, the way she tackled Simon not once but twice, and the way she dragged me away from the pack house and brought me to this place in only a few split seconds.

Thinking about it again seems to be proving her ...