~Elena~
My scalp was burning.
And not normal burning. Not oh-I-left-my-hair-too-close-to-the-stove burning. I mean the type of burning where you suddenly understand why werewolves sometimes black out and shift at the worst possible moments.
The whole thing came out of nowhere so fast I honestly thought the universe was playing a prank on me.
One minute I was jumping with my girls like I had just won the Werewolf Olympics. I felt cute.
I felt powerful. I felt like the main character in a movie where the girl wins the fight, flips her hair, and the whole world claps. I was ready to bow and blow kisses because I just pinned the strongest Alpha heir in our entire generation.
The next minute?
My life turned into an episode of a messy reality show where someone throws a drink before the
