Lola's POV

    No, he couldn't have found me. I escaped him, I finally left that pack and its people behind and I won't be dragged back there by Grayson.

    I did not know when my cutlery fell out of my hands and I started hyperventilating.

    The room was getting smaller, my breaths were coming out short and erratic. I felt like my lungs were being compressed and squeezed. I felt liquid run down my cheeks but I could not even wipe them away. My whole body was numb and I could not react to everything going on around me.

    How did he know I was here? I masked my scent,...