Aida

After hours of discussion and arguing back and forth, here we are in a secluded area of the woods just outside the pack grounds of Strand, preparing to shock my wolf into existence.

Yep. This is really happening.

I have officially lost it. Call the institution; they were right all along.

But at least this time I’m not alone because Jemma is standing next to me with an expression that can only be described as exhilarated. She really is an adrenaline junkie. Argent has conditionally agreed to try this, but Jemma must be shocked first, and then we can gauge the affect. Only then, if he is satisfied that...