Chapter 666

Third Person's POV

She couldn't remember how she got onto the bridge.

Her wolf was completely checked out, frozen by sheer terror, curled up deep inside her mind.

Her brain felt numb, like it was encased in ice; all she felt was the cold.

She still had that pawn ticket clutched in her pocket.

She had wanted to hand it to Valerica personally—to say "I'm sorry" first, and then "thank you."

Sorry—bec