Hannah felt strangely anxious as she watched the big man disappear into the woods. She felt herself swallowing back a whine, as confusion muddled her brain. She was supposed to be escaping from the man. She should be over joyed he had left her behind. She should be focusing on her escape. She should be looking for a way to escape from her bonds. She should be planning the execution of Michael Bishop. Instead she was sitting here whining after him like a lost pup. What was wrong with her? Human words were rolling in her brain, almost to the point her tongue wanted to shape the words.
Don’t go.
He’d left her behind with a stupid male wolf. She regarded the stranger warily. She didn’t like the way he smelled. She didn’t like the way any of them smelled except for the big ma
