Chapter 52

I drag my feet, heading to Rome’s room. There is a fear that lives deep-rooted in me that when I see her, it won’t be the same. She will look different, and feel different without her wolf. What if that bond we had in an instant is gone and we are just normal family members trying to find reasons to love each other, even though we are polar opposites?

I smooth down my shirt in nervousness, trying to pat down the unsettling feeling in my stomach. Then it hits me like two tons of bricks. She must feel worse about her loss than I do. Here I have been avoiding her out of fear when she has been living it with only Monty to console her. I’ve been a shit sister. Even when she wasn’t allowed to see anyone after waking up for the first week, I should have insisted.

Though Monty had told me she needed to learn to control her hunger. She needed to learn how to stave off the desire for blood from a source that had a beating heart and grow accustomed to blood bags. Apparently, she was a natural