Resentment. Mortal enemies.

Jane’s stance.

The biggest downfall of a werewolf is having no wolf. I’ve locked myself in my room, not allowing anyone to see me, still grieving my loss. I feel a deep, gnawing emptiness that I can’t seem to escape. The loss of my wolf has left me feeling incomplete and vulnerable, like a part of my very soul has been torn away. Amber is gone. My wolf is gone. I am happy I had a wolf to call mine.

I call out to her, but there is no ...