Even before I am fully awake, I know that this is going to be a day from hell and I have had enough of those in my life. If just one more thing in my life goes wrong, I am out of here and I will never set foot in this territory again. “Did the bond form?” I ask Charna, my Lycan. If it did, it would make my day better, or at least I hope so. “It did form.” She replies, but her tone tells me something is wrong. I turned eighteen a week ago and found a connection with the future Alpha, Nico, one of