Dawn’s POVI think I’m panicking.I didn’t know exactly what a full blown panic attack looked like, but if I were to guess, then the heavy breathing, the incessant heart pounding, the sweaty hands and the way I couldn’t seem to keep my legs from shaking, sort of gave me a good idea as to what it might look like.Craig didn’t help the situation at all, that is, having someone who was just a human turn into a full blown wolf in front of you, and then back into a human in order to take out the other full blown wolf-who had also turned from human to animal-in a matter of minutes, would cause panic on anyone, I’m assuming.There was no way I was going to calm down with him here, nevertheless with him just constantly staring straight at me with the way he was doing right now. He seemed anxious too, maybe even worried about my reaction to the whole situation. I’ve read about things like this in books, and even seen them happen in movies.I remember always getting frustrated with the

Dawn’s POVThere was a precious number of experiences and feelings that would ever come close to having your art inspected. I tried to breathe normally, as much as possible, as my eyes followed the piercing gaze of the various judges and examiners as they walked around our art piece. There were no marks or signs on the marble flooring of the various artworks and project pieces having been dragged through the place, which told me that they had brought it in early enough to clean the area around us. I felt nerves rushing through me so badly my hands began to tingle, and without thinking I grasped Craig’s hand that hung between us.I saw him looking at me from the corner of my eyes, but he didn’t move and neither did I. My gaze didn’t turn away from the men and women still standing there, clipboards in hand, glasses sat on the ends of their noses as they took looks up and down and from side to side.It was a feeling of nervousness from being judged, and excitement from being judg

Dawn’s POVI woke up the next morning just as Candice had exited the bathroom. “Look who’s back from the land of the dead,” she greeted me, and I felt my head hit the pillow again as soon as I heard her voice. There was a split moment, maybe five seconds or so, where I would wake up and have my mind completely blank.In those few seconds, the world was peaceful. Right up until the sixth second when everything from the previous few days came crashing back to me. I thought about everything that had happened from my encounters with Craig, to the men who had attacked us in the studio apartment and then, finally, stopping on remembering that I had been passed onto the next round of the competition.“How did your examination go?” I asked Candice from the bed, my head still covered by the blanket just enough so that my face was poking out. I watched as her thumb struck out from the cupboard door that was open.“Pretty chill, if we’re excluding the part the examiners ripped apart my en

Dawn’s POVA frustrated groan left me as I slumped down onto the bed behind me. I could feel the agitation and frustration filing up inside of me, something like both anger and relief flooding me the moment I realized I wasn’t going to find anything incriminating in my aunt’s room.A momentary lapse of shame ran through me, too, when I realized what I had done. I had gone through and ransacked her entire room, invading her privacy and trust, just because of a suspicion. There was no reason for my aunt to be hiding anything from me, and no reason for me to have not trusted her based on just a few small things I assumed in the past few days about her. She had raised me and protected me for so long, so why did I doubt her all of a sudden?I had no reason to, right? As the shame began to overwhelm me, I suddenly stood up and walked away from the bed, unable to stew in that emotion. I was on my way to Craig in the attic when I tripped on something, my foot knocking against an uneven p

I stared out the window at the Rocky Mountain side. I had no idea how far this man had brought me but I knew that we were likely far up north. Did shifters favor the forests? I mean since they were part wolf, it made sense to me why they would like to frolic amongst the trees. Did they frolic or was that just something that was written into movies? I hugged myself tightly trying to offer the comfort I needed. I was not someone who was easily shaken by many things but this was all too much for me to bear. Within less than a week, my entire life was flipped upside down. I was apparently a wolf, my parents had promised me to a mad man and not only that, but I was set to marry said mad man in just over a month. I let out a shaky breath trying to calm myself but failing at each attempt.The door opened and in walked Jason. He had changed into a pair of form fitting sweats and a hoodie and looked like he was ready to go out for a run. It was annoying that the man was as handsome a