“Turn him over please,” I instructed Adam.
I didn’t want to touch his body, and I didn’t expect Emily to, and Adam was the closest.
As Adam flipped the body over, we all gathered around to see who it was.
“Is that.” Emily gasped.
“Yes.” I gritted my teeth. He was supposed to be dead. I don’t understand. Why was he here? And how was he alive.
“Who? Who is it?” Adam asked, eager and frustrated.
“Granger,” I replied through gritted teeth. Even his name chilled me to the core of my being. He was as evil as they came.
“Granger was a member of our old pack.” I hate talking about him. I hate thinking about what he did.
“He shifted a few months after I did. The night that he shifted for the first time, he proclaimed to everyone that he had found his mate. A beautiful young redhead from o
