The hunting hour was close, and I was so glad for it. I needed the break, from everyone and everything. My thoughts were still in a whirlwind from that day when I saw her.
I was glad that Josephine had gone home to visit her father because being around her seemed to only make me feel worse about the whole ordeal.
Why? Because I really wanted to see her again.
I stood on the hill overlooking the vast land owned by the Sno pack, anticipating the moment where I tore away from this human body and roamed free with my beast, Maxim.
“We should find her.” he suggested in the back of my mind.
Immediately, I scoffed, annoyed and intrigued by the idea. Annoyed because it was probably the worst idea that he could think of; trying to find a woman that not only did I reject, but also manipulated her memory to forget almost everything that she knew.
I was still intrigued, however, by the terrible idea, because simply put, I just wanted to see her again.
“We will run into her, one way or another. It
