*Brynn*

When William returned next, Brynn did not try to ambush him. Her instinct to fight and run was still there somewhere, but it had been muted and buried. Her mind was like a giant, rushing flood of thought. William was … a shifter … and days ago, she hadn’t known his kind existed. What her people had tried to do to him made her nauseous. The thought that those same people left her behind was bitter-sweet and confusing.

William was holding her here, and while he said ...