-Valerio-
I knew Zane would never join a fight head-on. So I was certain he wasn’t hiding in the shadows, brawling with the rest.
He had to have slipped away somewhere safe—but there was no way he’d leave without one very special, equally crazy person: his mother.
I’m bound in one of the cells, waiting, uncertain of what will happen next. Will Zane make a spectacle of my death, or will he simply kill me here? The thought swirls in my mind as another wolf continues to beat me, each strike harsher than the last. Zane stands in the corner, grinning.
“Zane?” a soft voice calls. Zane snaps his fingers, signaling the wolf to step aside.
I watch as a woman appears in the doorway, the door wide open. Her eyes flicker around in confusion.
“Mother,” Zane says, his voice tinged with disbelief
