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“I saved your life. How much more proof do you need that I’m not going to harm you?”

“You don’t always seem like you’re in control of your wolf. That scares me.”

He winces and shakes his head. “The only time I’ve ever lost control and felt totally connected to my wolf is when you’re around, so maybe I should be afraid of what you do to me.”

Chapter 10

Halle

Itry not to think about the fact I’m in a car with a group of wolves I don’t really know. My thoughts shift to my aunt. Will I ever see Adeline again, or is she lost to me forever?

My gut rolls at the thought. Adeline is the only parent I’ve known, and without the pack link, I can’t communicate with her. I don’t even have a phone to call her or know what her number is.

I peer out the window as the truck rumbles further into the mountains. The trees are thick on either side of the road, and the sky is a pale blue.

“Where are we?” I ask, suddenly curious.

“About two hours from your old pack lands,” Sawyer answers, glancing over his shoulder.

Wyatt and Jackson are in the truck behind us, meaning I have the entire back seat to myself. I could lie down and rest my aching ribs, but instead, I’m watching the landscape whizz past the side window.

“No, I mean,whereare we? I’ve never been outside the territory. I don’t even know where the territory is…”

Cade and Sawyer exchange glances before Cade lifts his eyes to the rearview mirror. “You’ve never been outside your pack lands?”

I shake my head, suddenly feeling like I should have kept that to myself.

“We’re in Wyoming,” Sawyer says.

I repeat the name, feeling it roll off my tongue. I know where it is. “My aunt kept me pretty sheltered. Guess that was ‘cause I’m, you know,different.”

Sawyer turns around in his seat, giving me a toothy grin. “Welcome to the mutant club.”

Mutant?

My brows drift together. “I’m not a mutant. Wait, are you?”

“Ignore him,” Cade snaps, glaring at his brother.

Sawyer snorts and leans back in the seat. “Means we’re all different, Halle. Our genes are just as jacked up as yours.”

I sit a little straighter, ignoring Cade’s growl to shut his brother up. “What are we?”

“You? I got no idea,” Sawyer says. “Me and the boys, we’re vargr.”

“Sawyer,” Cade growls his brother’s name.

I’ve never heard that word before, so I stare at Sawyer, ignoring Cade. “A what?”

“Vargr. Part of that old Norse mythos we’ve all been told since we were pups. We’re an anomaly too. Bigger than most wolves, not always in control of them, either. Though some of us do better than others.”

Cade swears under his breath. “Are you fucking done?” he hisses.

“I deserve to know,” I interject before Sawyer can fire back a retort. “I’m putting my life in your hands.”

“I could say the same,” Cade snaps.

The tension between the three of us is suffocating, choking. I grit my teeth, trying to think of a way to answer without calling Cade an asshole.

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