To clear up any confusion, in the last chapter I mentioned Daniel's parents when I meant to only put his dad. Yes, his mother did die and it was a mistake on my part to say parents. I don't think I mentioned it but Daniel's dad did travel around for a while after his mate died but he does live with the pack. He just keeps to himself and doesn't really socialize. 

I'm trying to decide if I want to do a sequel for this story so please do me a favor and leave a comment if you think I should do one. I'm debating between a sequel and a brand new story but I definitely want my fans input. I don't want to draw this story out and I would love to work with a new story line but at the same time, I don't want this story to end.

Dedicated to ShadowSung for the brand new cover. I don't normally change the covers of my stories but I love what she did and I think it looks amazing. Thank you so much for the new cover!

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(Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes)


            Chapter 33

Tinsley’s POV:

            The first thing I was aware of as I came back to consciousness was a pounding headache. I felt like I had been run over by a truck, then the truck backed up and ran me over again. Cracking open my eyes, I squinted at the bright light and winced slightly.

            “Tinsley? Sweetheart, can you hear me?” Daniel’s face suddenly loomed in front of me, blurring slightly. I blinked continuously until I could see his sharp features more clearly.

            “Yes,” I croaked. Looking around I realized I was in his bedroom with my brother on the other side of the bed. “What happened?” This time Aaron answered.

            “You were at school and you passed out after seeing something in the woods. What was it?” Daniel hissed under his breath and scowled at my brother, not liking the blunt way the question had been phrased. Aaron was known to never beat around the bush, he got right to the point.

            “The school…” I murmured, thinking about it. The woods. Jonah. “Jonah.” I murmured.

            “Jonah?” Aaron and Daniel both said in unison, using different tones. Aaron sounded confused while Daniel sounded a little envious.

            “Who the hell is Jonah?” Daniel continued, switching his gaze between Aaron and I.

            “Her childhood best friend.” Aaron quickly answered his question before focusing on me again. “What about him?”

            “He was there. In the woods.” My voice shook as I recalled it. He looked older and his face had taken on a rougher edge but it was definitely still the tan, doe eyed boy that I had spent my childhood running after.

            “Tinsley,” Aaron started, his eyes filling with pity. He didn’t believe me.

            “No Aaron, don’t Tinsley me. It was him, I know it.” I stated firmly.

            “Tinsley, Jonah died that night. You know this. He died with the rest of the pack, we were the only survivors.” He said gently. I shook my head fiercely, knowing what I saw.

            “Were the bodies ever found Aaron? How are we so sure that everyone died?” He sighed and ran his hand through his short blond hair.