Talia’s Point of View
The walk back from the forest had been nearly unbearable. I couldn’t stop my head from spinning, all my thoughts eventually making their way back to the tall, dark, almost stranger trekking through the forest behind me. After all, that’s what he was to me now, wasn’t it? No one, and nothing, ever changed in this town, but Asher Hale always had been the exception to that rule. I’d watched him change right in front of my very eyes, from a wolf. Clearly, I’d lost my damn mind.
We came trudging up a narrow pathway, leading ahead to a large brick mansion. I recognized the house vaguely, but I was certain I’d never approached it from this angle before. “Your parents house?” I managed out, half question and half irritated statement. I had hoped he would be taking me home
