Hazel stood at the window with a drooped jaw as Dallan flew into his clothes and jumped through the window. She was so mortified that she could not yell in anger at the danger he was putting himself—even though she knew the distance wasn't high enough to cause harm to a wolf.

A large crowd had gathered at the front of Dallan's mansion where a body was laid.

Hazel grew cold...

On the ground was Jake, his body jerking, and his hands pressed on both sides of his head. His screams went straight into Hazel's head and settled with chilling goosebumps on her skin. What had happened? He was fine...