Chapter Thirty-Two: Nolan

The constant beep of the machine is the only thing keeping me sane right now. It tells me that Nicole is still alive despite Charles’ best efforts. I’ve nursed Nicole back to health so many times before, but it was never this bad. Charles bashed her skull in and shattered several other bones. It’ll take her a long time to heal from this, even as a werewolf.

I shift on the uncomfortable couch. Sleep is evading me. Every time I close my eyes, Nicole’s bloody, lifeless body awaits me. My wolf isn’t helping. His moods switch from howling sadly and hungrily growling for Charles’ blood. Not that we can find Charles to kill him. It’s been twenty-four hours since the attack, and Charles is long gone. Colin is losing his mind. He never knew the monster his father truly was. His mother protected him from that. I can only imagine how lost he feels right now. I know I felt lost the first time I saw what my brother had turned into.

Paige says, “Nol