Samantha

"Except you do have a wolf," Gabriel reminded me gently. "A powerful one. Powerful enough to draw a bloodmoon, powerful enough to make even an Alpha King feel its presence. If the Nightfangs know about that power, they woul either want to control it or eliminate it. It's actually more of a problem, and less of a weapon for them."

The fear that had been building since Olivia's call turned into something sharp and real.

I was a target.

Maybe I had always been a target, and everything ...