SamanthaThe house felt suffocating.

I stood by my bedroom window, watching the evening shadows stretch across the backyard.

Mom's voice echoed from the kitchen, sharp with concern as she spoke to someone on the phone. I guess it was Dad, and I guess they were discussing me.

I understand they had been looking out for me like hawks.

I pressed my forehead against the cool glass, closing my eyes.

I was nothing. Worse than nothing, I was the girl who'd betrayed her alpha. The girl who'd destroyed ...