Chapter 118

Quinn

I looked around the place that used to be our campground. The sigh was one straight out of a horror movie. Corpses and torn tents lay scattered across the clearing, giving it a desolate, post-apocalyptic feel.

At some point, Salome took control and I shifted. I blacked out and when I came back, Troy was standing over me, commanding me to shift.

His commands didn’t work on me, but they worked on Salome. She couldn’t resist an order from Troy. “What happened?” I asked, completely confused.

“Look,” Troy said and held out his hand to help me up.

A body lay next to me on the ground. A she-wolf with her throat torn out. “Did I do that?”

“Yes,” he said. “She was a fully-trained warrior, and you…you fought bravely and you won, but she did almost kill you.”

I looked down at my blood-soaked. I was a little achy, but I didn't feel injured or near death. “I'm okay.”

“I healed you as much as I could, and the shift fixed the rest.”

“I don’t remember any of it.”

“I know.”

I was suddenly very a