Wendy's POV

The woman’s voice broke through the nice chatter at the party. “You!” she yelled, her finger, twisted and dirty, aimed right at me. “You bad snake! It’s you!”

I gasped. How bold this woman was! Her clothes were torn and dirty, and her hair was a mess. She looked so different from the fancy ballroom. This woman was like a monster, causing trouble, and she was targeting me with her anger.

“Stay calm, Whitney, stay calm.” I told my wolf, a deep growl coming from inside me. Whitney was tense, ready to jump and attack this woman. I pushed back her anger and made myself feel icy calm....