erly alone. With each step she took, it took her further from everything she had known, everything she had ever been.

out like bony fingers, catching at her torn dress, as if the forest itself was trying to hold he

asped, each word was a battle a

ere cut and bleeding, leaving bloody footprints on the forest path. She had begun to feel tired as her body shook with

Moving

ree trunk. Her sight blurred, and she felt dizzy, so dizzy she almost t

through her mind, tha

ch came from ev

und wasn't the friendly warning of a pack mate or the land marking

through the shadows. Something moved between the trees and it was not

rcle. Rogues. Wolves without a pack, driven mad by being alone or kicked out for crime

il her back pressed against the tree

shifted in front of her, bones cracking and reshaping until a man stood where the wolf had been, naked except f

gh from staying in wolf form for far too long. A mean smile split his face

ng, wild-eyed men whose human form seemed more

skinny rogue with a missing ear.

eader replied, stepping closer. "N

ies of what happened to lone females caught by rogues. D

t. She straightened as much as her aching body would all

the air again. "You were a Luna once, weren't you? I can smell the bits of power on you." His

nger flaring through the pa

rs rippled thr

e covered in awful scars. "No Luna reje

r in his gaze. He circled closer, like a wolf sizing up hurt prey. "

she say? He was right. The broke

gested a rogue with messy black

his eyes off Laura as he circled her. "Besides, she might

ing for anything she could use as a weapon. Her hand close

teeth, "is Laura Ravenwood. And I

followers. "Laura Ravenwood," he repeated, mockingly. "Well, Laura, I