Though his words are meant to be encouraging, I don’t know for sure if I’ll make it through. If anything, it’s made me feel worse about this entire situation. How am I supposed to survive and be a part of some huge prophecy if I have one of them from within after me?

The threats keep piling up, and soon, it might be the entire pack. Then what?

That question echoes inside my head like a never ending drumbeat. I stare down at the piece of bacon in my hand, suddenly nauseated. The idea of ...