ODETTE’s POV.

I wake up with a splitting headache and I immediately know it’s that time again which makes my anger skyrocket.

My wolf growls inside of me as I stumble out of bed towards the bathroom. A cold shower should alleviate the heat a little until I am able to get to the pack house. There is something the healer makes for me that calms me down for a few days and I can live with that. Since Zach died, no one has touched me and believe me when I say it has been torture trying to suppress my heat for three years straight.

As soon as the cold...