Chapter 55

~Xavier~

I pace the room, concern frowning. "What am I supposed to do, Ray?" I ask a huddled figure in the corner of the room. The furry bundle shakes its head, then wearily turns to lie down on the cold floor.

It's been two long days since I've seen Mona, and every second has felt like an eternity. If I think really hard, I still remember her lips on mine. It feels so good for a minute, but then I remember that I will never see her again.

The second Mona stepped on the table to send the shifters away... I knew the Council would never give her back. Mona may not have noticed, but I saw the look of excitement on Cyrus' face. He's such a crafty old dog...wanting to get his dirty paws on the one good thing that's happened to the werewolf race in hundreds of years. The others had a similar expression, but none compared to his.

I want to throw a fit about "finding her first" and all that, but it turns out