Chapter 12

Grayson

If the upcoming Blood Moon hadn’t had my urges running high and my wolf almost feral, I would have followed her. I would have been at her door, consequences be damned. But I knew I couldn’t be trusted. So I was dependent on the live reports I received via link and the emails that updated me of her whereabouts. Without them, I would have been driven to madness.

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