Summer POV

I vaguely remembered Viktor. His sister I knew and she hated me. He had a striking resemblance to Jacob, but if I remember correctly Jacob and Viktor didn’t get along well. Viktor left Broken Creek a long time ago. Though they were cut from the same rotten cloth he could still be a threat.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

He wore loose black pants while I was completely naked.

“I-I… was just passing by.”

“You’re a long way from Broken Creek,” he said.

I wrapped ...