Jane

A WEEK LATER

I kept training every day. I worked hard and pushed myself to get stronger. Every punch, every kick, and every movement was for one reason - to get strong enough to kill Richard.

The memory of his rejection still burned in my chest. The way he looked at me with disgust. The way he chose that other woman over me and tried to kill me. The pain was still fresh, even after having my wolf back.

“You can do this, girl,” Amber said.

She helped me train. I trained as a human, and ...