Thirty-Seven

The cabin was a beautiful sight, bathed in the soft yellow light of the fireplace that burned calmly in front of the cozy yet expensive furnishings.

A plush wide sofa adorned with blankets and cushions sat invitingly in front of the fireplace, while adjacent to the seating area, a generously sized television screen hung on the wall.

Paintings and photographs decorated the walls, some featuring Cole and his parents, along with his bratty sister, Violet.

I shivered uncontrollably as I remembered the wicked brat who had abused me when I worked as her maid for extra money.

Gossip said she was mated to a beta of a neighboring pack. I didn't care, as long as she was out of my life permanently. But that didn't mean my life was better.

"This place is awesome," Aubrey exclaimed, looking around with awe, her big eyes sparkling with adoration as she took in the whole place.

A photograph on the wall caught my eye. It was a picture of Seth and Connor, both around fifteen, staring at the camera wit