BRIELLA. A few days had passed since I left the pack, and I'd been moving through them on autopilot. But I hadn't felt completely present since the nightmare.Sometimes I'd catch myself rubbing my ribs, half expecting to find bruises beneath my clothes. Other times, a sudden noise would make my heart jump into my throat. And whenever a room became too quiet, my mind supplied the steady sound of water hitting metal.I could still remember the pain with terrifying clarity.Worse, I could remember the fear. It hadn't felt imagined. It had felt lived.Junie had given me the address of someone she trusted wholeheartedly, so when I reached the city, that was where I went. Maybe trusting the judgment of a woman I'd only recently met sounded ridiculous, but something about Junie felt safe.Tala said that I could trust her, and I had always trusted my wolf’s judgment. I wasn't going to stop now.Rachel had welcomed me into her home without hesitation. Even better, she didn't ask questions I wa
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