Not fun all around.
But a pretty new wolf? Mmm, yes, please.
Maybe I’ll engage in Caius’s game.
Depends on how the welcome party goes.
Welcome to Carnage Island, little wolf, I think with a grin.I hope you like to bite.
4
CLOVE
Ican’t shift.
I’ve tried for four days and my wolf won’t allow me to return to human form.
The guards think I’m being defiant. The intake judge called meferal. And the social worker in charge of my case stated she couldn’t help me because I didn’t want to be helped.
If only that were true.
My wolf refuses to let me defend myself in human form. Everyone thinks I killed my mother because Alpha Bryson told them I did.
He claimed I turned feral when I found out my true lineage.
He acted like he felt bad for me.
He called it a “sad, helpless case.” And then went into a speech about how he couldn’t put me down, that it wasn’t my fault for being born this way.
Yet he didn’t have a single problem with Alpha Crane’s wolves killing my mom.
And he didn’t care at all about laying the blame for her murder at my feet.
My wolf is furious.Iam furious.
But I’m also terrified.
They’re taking me to Carnage Island, home of the cruelest wolves in existence.
Because they think I killed my mom.
I want to cry. I want to scream. I want tobite.
They put a muzzle on me, my snarling only adding to the rumors of my feral state. My wolf is pissed and wants to kill the guard who clamped her mouth shut.
He keeps looking at my wolf with a hungry gaze, his nose twitching as he scents me.
I growl in response, my animal allowing the sound through.
He smiles, clearly amused by my show of defiance.
I am such a dead wolf, I think, sighing.
The boat zips along the water, leaving the land behind as we head toward my new home. For however long I survive, anyway.
Something I know my former Alpha is counting on.
“She won’t make it long enough to talk,” Alpha Bryson said to my father before the officials arrived the other night.
