Zoey’s POV
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“Zoey?” Nana mindlinks me “Are you awake?” she asks me.
I just stared at the ceiling .I didn't sleep at all last night. How was I supposed to do it after everything that happened recently?
Last evening I ran out of the packhouse as if its walls were infected with leprosy, I would have done anything to teleport myself as far as possible from Tristan Mayer and his pack but as I was leaving the area a loud growl echoed from behind.
Mason!
I turned around and faced him, coming in my direction in military steps, ready to knock me down. I am so sick of him. In the last few years he acted like a stalker, and I feel his eyes checking on me wherever I go. He gives me a bad feeling and makes me feel insecure wherever he is around. I know that he hates me. I know that it was his fa
