BROOKE
I had enough of this room; I needed to get out of this place.
I headed down the stairs; everyone was glaring at something. I couldn't help but look at the sight before me. The girl from earlier, the one who came to my room and who beat me up. She was on her knees under the table doing something to that man.
I couldn't help but look at him; his eyes constantly changed from brown to black.
What the hell?
It freaked me out; I didn't know what was happening.
I turned on my heel and ran out through the front door. I didn't look in which direction to go in. All I knew was I needed to get out of there. I ran toward the forest and headed in between all the trees. There were loads of wildflowers scattered around the place.
Suddenly, a big wolf was running towards the packhouse. It ju
