Anja

“What are you talking about?” Adrian asks, but I can’t answer him.

From the moment Jasper’s mother walked through the door, the voice from earlier spoke to me. He told me that the wolf inside of Lysette was not dead, just dormant.

Everything the poor woman had been through was not of her doing, and there is a way for me to put right what went wrong.

All of those hideous scars on her once beautiful face, neck, and Goddess knows where else. I can see where the monster attempted to tear out Lysette’s throat. The poor woman can’t walk unaided, and she stands bent over slightly.

Who or what could cause such damage?

If it weren’t for the man standing by her side, I’m sure Lysette would have found a way to end her life.