The Return of the Lost Wolf

The Man Behind the Mask

Four years ago, I'd been found and captured by some superstitious human that had a bloodlust to kill werewolves. 

I just happened to be his last catch. 

I'd bided my time, acting like I was eating the food he was giving me that he thought was secretly laced with silver to poison me. Finally, he'd tried to kill me. 

I'd wrapped my hand around my moonstone necklace, making quick work of him. That night was only one year ago. 

I never regretted taking that man's life. He'd taken me from my family, turning them against me now that at least one of my siblings knew I was alive. 

Wyatt and I had always been closer, so I know he was angry with my disappearance. Willa herself had always radiated power, so it would be no surprise if she took the role of alpha.