Running as fast as I can back to the car, shadows whip past me. I slip, fall, and roll a few metres.

  There are three wolves in front of me, who shift into their human forms and approach me.

  ‘Come. We will safely return you to Alpha Tate,’ one offers.

  ‘No, I don't want to go back there. I want to stay with Max,’ I say, shaking my head.

  ‘But Alpha Tate is your mate. Why would you want to stay with a lycan?’ The man asks.

  ‘They’re both my mates. I rejected Alpha Tate,’ I explain. The men look at each other in shock.

  ‘You rejected Alpha Tate to...