The room was dark with no shed of light. Mayfair circled around her like wildfire. Eve inhaled and exhaled. The coming and going of footsteps. She could hear but feared. Seeing no one but listening to the bellowing of the bloodsuckers.

She felt a slight pull on the back of her hair. Her face raised up to the ceiling. She saw dark spaces and hollow faces. A breath came down upon her eyes and asked…

Did you meet every wolf of the ratchet claw in the Alpha pack?

     “I don’t know who the fourth pick was,” Eve breathed. “It just so happened… when I met the third guy, he didn’t...