Landon was still in his wolf form, looking all devilish and intimidating when they arrived at his pack settlement. As they made their way in, Elyssa locked her fingers tightly with his, feeling his rough, sharp claws ensconce her trembling fingers.
Fear was written all over her. She felt like she was in a fantasy movie. A few hours ago, she was just a nurse saving lives, a woman seeking to rewrite her romantic life, a distressed damsel worried about a weird birthmark on her back, her battered phone, and a slick-haired man who was after her life, but now she found herself holding hands with a werewolf, standing amid a werewolf settlement, surrounded by towering trees and the scent of nature.
She was in a whole new world she never knew existed. Her mind swirled with a mixture of disbelief
