My hand unconsciously flew to my chest as the car drove miles away from the Turner pack.

My heart squeezed painful in my chest and a sense of loneliness surrounded my heart making me sad inside.

My face paled at that instant as I recalled my first night in the pack and the moment when he saved me from falling off the stairs.

The way his hands went around me, possessively and the concern look in his eyes made my heart flutter. I didn't know why I was thinking about him all of the sudden but I felt a bit weird thinking about him. He was the last person I...