---- for a while on business. If Jason hadn't invited him to that club, we probably never would've crossed paths again. I'd left the capital long ago, hoping to escape Ethan's wrath. I never imagined we'd meet again. After a shower, exhaustion overtook me. I fell into a deep sleep. But the old wounds from the wolf attack stirred in my body like a phantom pain. In my fevered dreams, I saw Ethan. His hands were around my throat. "Why did you kill Sarah?" he snarled. "Why would you do that to her?" His eyes were crimson. "This is what you all owe her. It's what you all deserve. I'll bury you all with ---- her!" He dragged me to the cliffs of the Nightclaw territory and leapt, pulling me with him. I woke with a start, drenched in cold sweat. Outside the room, voices murmured-sharp and indistinct. I pushed the blanket off and padded to the door. Just as I reached it, I heard Jason's voice. He was holding his phone up to Ethan. "Ethan," he said, voice full of mockery, "your woman moans real pretty." The phone's speaker blared. Suddenly, the room filled with obscene, breathless sounds. My blood turned to ice. My legs gave out. I collapsed hard on the floor. ---- The noise jolted Ethan. He turned sharply, alarmed. "Joy!"