{Lisa’s POV}

Yesterday had been tedious, filled with revelations that twisted even in my sleep like nightmare fuel. Despite Ronan’s warmth beside me, the words from Calista clung to me.

“Saint Crest wolves…” A cursed bloodline.

No before all that… "I am a werewolf.”

It felt weird on so many levels. It was a mind-boggling idea through and through.

My wolf was locked inside me all these years. My parents had been wolves too… I couldn't stop myself from saying. “Wow.”

I woke up feeling as though I had been given a story to live that was not mine, and I did not know where to set it down.

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