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Dammit, couldn’t we stick to the names?

Why did we need to talk at all?

“There’s a bruise on your cheek,” she added. “I can help you, you know.”

My head jerked toward her.

The woman was gorgeous, with thick, white curls, dark skin, and the biggest blue eyes I’d ever seen.

Something about her was… otherworldly.

That was probably just because she’d offered to help me, though.

“How?” My voice edged on desperation. “Nothing has worked.

My phone was vibrating again, but neither of us acknowledged its motion beside me on the bench.

“Give me your hand.” She held out her palm.

I didn’t know how that would help, but I didn’t stop and wonder. My hand was in hers a heartbeat later.

The moment our skin touched, light swelled around us. My lips parted in wonder—or horror—as the light swallowed everything around me for a moment.

The woman’s grip on my hand tightened and didn’t let go, not that I tried to pull away.

Who was she?

What was she?

Did she have some kind of… magic?

Damn, I hoped so.

The light faded a moment later.

When my vision cleared, my lips parted in wonder.

The river in front of me was gone completely, replaced by a wall of rich black stone with swirling gray streaks. There were deep, winding cracks in the stone, and small plants grew from them at an angle, jutting toward me.

I turned around halfway, and my jaw legitimately fell open when my gaze moved over the horizon.

Mountains—I was in the mountains.

Huge, stone mountains covered in trees with massive black trunks and blood red leaves. Out in front of me, a massive forest of red-leaf trees stretched as far as I could see.

“This isn’t Earth,” I whispered.

“No, it’s not. Welcome to Evare, Rory. The wolves will find you soon.”

I looked back at her, and found her eyes glowing brightly. Considering I knew she had magic, the glowing eyes didn’t seem like a stretch. “The wolves?”

“Wolf shifters,” she clarified.

“Werewolves?” My voice was incredulous.

“Like you said, this isn’t Earth.” She flashed me a smile, though her expression looked… tired. “The wolf shifters need mates to stay alive. I cursed them permanently, on accident. You’re here to mate with one of them.”

My eyebrows shot upward. “What does that mean?”

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