Ivy did not open the letter right away.

She sat in the car with the engine still running, her load still resting on the passenger seat, the paper heavy in her hand. It had been slipped under her door earlier that morning, no return address, just her name written in neat, sharp letters.

Alpha Ivy

She had driven all the way to the human world telling herself it was nothing. That Alpha Ren liked fear. That he liked reminders. That he liked to test how fast her heart could break.

Her hands shook ...