In a matter of minutes, my life went from carefree and in love,
to captured and confused.
We escaped the witches but at what cost to the rest of us.
Silas is slowly coming apart, I’m more confused than ever
and there is the possibility that more wolves are my mates.
Our safety is still in question but that isn’t my biggest worry right now.
Something happened to me in that cage and I fear the witch's wishes may be coming true after all.
The only bright moment is that Darius hasn’t left my side for a moment
and I finally realize he never will. But is that enough to save us from what’s to come?
When the witches get tired of hiding and come for me once more will there be enough of us to stop them?
Or will the happiness I’ve found be stripped away once more?