Arabella's POV

So Debbie finally found a buyer for my father's house in the woods.

Wait, did I say house??

Sorry for the slip. That's not a house. It's a palace. A beautiful palace that is supposed to be my home but now it's just a silent, cold, empty space that I never want to set my eyes on after today.

I've managed to keep away from these woods ever since I moved into Los Angeles seven years ago.

I still have that weird feeling that I just can't get rid of. If there is any wolf in Los Angeles, they'll definitely be hiding out in the woods, that is...