Chapter 15

• The wolf’s eyes burned with suspicion, and I could feel the tension thickening between us. His stance was rigid, his expression hard—like he had already made up his mind about what I had become.
• I didn’t blame him. After everything that had happened, after everything Elijah had awakened in me, I wasn’t the same person.
• I could feel it in the way I moved, the way I spoke. The darkness inside me was becoming harder to contain, and no matter how much I tried to control it, it kept slipping through the cracks.