Talia’s Point of View
I woke the next morning with an ache in my legs that I could only assume came from all the trudging through the forest yesterday. I groaned, reaching for my pillow and crushing it over my head to block out the sunlight. It was unusual to wake up and immediately feel the need to scream in frustration, but then again when you woke up with Asher Hale on your mind, I couldn’t expect any other reasonable reaction. The ache in my legs was the blatant reminder I didn’t need that not only had my entire life been turned upside down in the past week, but also that werewolves were real, Asher Hale was one, and there were a bunch of others out to kill me.
I let out the loudest sigh that I could without alarming my mother. I thought for a moment whether this was something I sho
