Chapter 67

***POV: Cole***

Imogen and I are hiding out in Tobias’ packhouse. In a bizarre turn of events, this is my life now. Going to supernatural nightclubs and jumping from werewolf packhouse to werewolf packhouse. This feels insane. I miss Amara already. The doubt creeps in instantly though, do I actually miss her or is it this weird freaky bond thing making me think I do?

I heard Tobias, and I believe him. He would have no reason to lie to me. So, I suppose somewhere inside me I do know that I have real valid feelings for Amara. This is all just so much to take in. I just keep cycling all the thoughts through my mind on an endless loop. I need to see her and talk all of this out with her.

Just then there’s a light knock on the door of the guest room I am holed up in. Imogen pushes the door open, peeking around it. “You have a visitor.” She announces it with unmistakably hope in her eyes. I know how she feels about Amara, and I know that above all she wants to see me happy. I nod at her to