Kiera was shaking as she drove away.She could hardly see the road ahead of her because of the tears gathering in her eyes and streaming down her face. Her shoulders shook with her sobs, and she kept glancing at the rear view mirror to see if she was being followed. So far, she couldn’t see any suspicious activity, and the truth was that she was getting to a point where she didn’t care. She was thinking about Kane, and she was torn between going back to fetch him and following his orders. Whenever she looked at the bloody window, she sobbed harder. She felt horrible for simply leaving him; the severity of what happened was sinking in slowly, and she couldn’t believe her cowardice. How could she have sped away? Why didn’t she try to help him?Her fingers were shaking. Simone. She had to call Simone. Although how she would inform her about what happened to Kane was something she could not visualize yet. Was he dead? No, she couldn’t think that way. Kane was the strongest person she kne

Simone started on the broth, and Kiera helped her with everything that she could. Cooking alongside her helped her clear her mind. She didn’t cry at all during the two hours that they spent in the kitchen, then again, not much was said apart from instructions on how to do the broth. She was thinking about Kane since she was in the kitchen, but she tried her best not to cry. It was hard; there were a lot of things that reminded her of him. The holes on the wall from the boards he had put up, his favorite yogurt in the refrigerator, the stool that he always occupied at the counter. She could tell that Simone felt the same but they were being strong for each other. There was nothing more effective than that. The broth was delicious, and Kiera had more than two bowls. She was hungry, hungrier than she had been in a while. For the most part, Simone watched her eat. She had one bowl of broth and then put her hands together over it. Her expression changed, and she looked more solemn. Kier

Simone was thoughtful for the rest of the day. Kiera had no choice but to wait for what she was going to say. A decision had to be made, and quickly, or they'd lose their advantage. News about the dead werewolf would spread soon, and then they'd all know that Simone was after the wolves who had been involved in Kane's death. If that happened, they would go into hiding, and finding them would be a lot more difficult. Simone remained silent, so Kiera couldn't do anything else but wait. Long periods of silence made her think about Kane all of the time. She didn’t know what else to do. The current situation was impeding her from doing anything else, and it was hard to imagine that a few months prior, she was concerned about not finishing her work. She forgot all about being an editor. If they placed a manuscript in front of her, she wouldn’t know what to do. But she wasn’t the only one who changed drastically. She couldn’t recognize Simone on most days. The sweet but tough woman was r

"Mikael, is that you?" Kiera said. He was silent for a few seconds, and then he answered, "It's me."The first thing she noticed was how weak he sounded, and then she concluded why. He was hanging from the roof. She suddenly remembered what she had been told about him. He would be killed for trying to protect her, and he was being kept as a prisoner and awaited execution in the home of some werewolves. These guys. She never thought about it. It slipped from her mind completely. Her first instinct was to rush to him to help him. He had to get down, that wasn't up for debate. In the dark, she was practically blind. Even if there was a light switch in the barn, they couldn't use it. They would grab unwanted attention. She would have to work in the dark. "What do I do?" she asked him. "Cut me loose.""Simone, I need a knife," she said, trying to reach the rope above his head. She couldn't reach for it even when she stood on the tips of her toes. It was making her desperate. "I'll do

Simone was discharged in the morning, as she expected. A large potion the forest had caught fire. It was all over the news, and all everyone talked about. Kiera felt bad. Of course, she did. They were responsible for the forest fire, which claimed a few innocent lives of the people trying to put it out. To know that they were the ones who caused the whole mess was disheartening, and her heart weighed with guilt. There was a small chance that Celia had escaped. They couldn’t be sure about the others. Mikael mentioned that there was no chance that she escaped, and that was a relief for Kiera. She was finally out of their lives, and the worst was behind them. Having Simone and Mikael in the same house was strange. They hadn’t talked to each other when Kiera first brought her, and that was the part that made her grind her teeth. She didn’t know what she thought would happen but the silence was unsettling. They didn’t have to talk, and even if they did, what would they say to each other