Arya's POV

“Drop. The. Lady. Now.”

I froze and so did Jake. When he turned, there stood a growling, half-turned mighty werewolf. Jake slowly lowered me to the ground.

He backed away slightly. “This is not the end, Chase King,” he spat, then walked off. Chase didn’t even spare me a glance as he turned and left.

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I woke in the wee hours of the morning and decided to make pancakes for Chamberlain and me.

Halfway into cooking, I heard voices downstairs. The door was yanked ...