Rose felt weak, but her conviction was strong.

Dressed in a nightgown with just a thin coat over it, slippers on her feet, and looking like a crazed woman, she began to sneak between the pack's houses, seeking the forest's shelter.

The afternoon was well advanced; in fact, the sun was almost setting and would soon give way to darkness, which would shield her even more in the shadows.

Rose knew this was complete madness. Where could she escape without money, without knowing where she was, and surrounded by forests on all sides?

But her desperation made her brain set aside its rational part, which had been useless to her since she discovered that incredible things happened in this world.

She spied toward the pack's main avenue from behind some old boxes in an alley; beyond that, the wooded area awaited her. She would run mad toward human civilization if she could cross without being detected.

But a human, in that attire and with the scent of the Alphas all over her, was nothing more tha