Chapter 20

• Lysandra:
• rolled behind me, its wheels clicking in rhythm with my stride. I could still hear my father’s voice in my head, harsh and unyielding, reminding me of the shame I had brought to our family by chasing after Damon.
• The man that I knew that my father warned me against seeing or speaking to again. He didn’t even want me to mention his name, let alone see him, and yet, here I was, within his pack because I chose to fucking listen to my heart.