CHAPTER 42 The White Wolf

Avery's POV

The scent of damp leaves and pine filled my nostrils, but it was tainted by something far more sinister—the metallic tang of blood and the sweat of the men surrounding me.

I gritted my teeth, trying my best to remain strong. "I'm not one of them," I told them.

But of course, they...

Login to Unlock ChaptersPromotion