Chapter 32: Sabotoge

Grant’s perspective:

Finally, sitting by the newly built fire, I warm my stained hands and revel in our victory over the feral pack. The vicious scene I was just privy to is unlike anything I could imagine Emily was capable of. I hope she brings that same fierceness when war comes. I speak my thoughts. “When it comes time, I hope we have a similar victory over the Yukon, and I hope you bring it as you did back there.”

“So do I,” says Emily coming to sit on the other side of the warming blaze. “But those weren’t shifters. And they definitely weren’t like a shifter on Wolfsbane. I don’t think I’ll have it in me.”

Amazed at how quickly she was able to go from a fierce predator back to her docile self, I chuckle. “Still, if you unleash that kind of wrath of any shifter, I think you’ll do just fine. Wolfsbane or no.”

Emily shakes her head, rejecting my certainty.