Chapter 131 A Woman Without A Wolf

Rose’s POV

I stayed in Moonrise City after Jane left. I’d lived here for more than a year before Jane and her boys had moved to the city, and it had become my home – even after I’d ditched the boyfriend I’d moved here for. I had a house here, friends, family – all of them werewolves, but not me.

That was how Jane and I had first become friends. She’d been a tiny slip of a thing, all wide, wild eyes, clutching her two babies close like she was terrified they were going to be taken away from her.

It hadn’t taken long for us to strike up a friendship. We shared a kinship that neither of us could explain – at least, not until we became close enough to open up and explain it to each other.

We were both from werewolf families, but neither of us had a wolf.

That was why my family had moved to the human lands not long after my eighteenth birthday. When it had become obvious that my wolf wasn’t going to show up, they’d decided it would be best for me to be around humans. They hadn’t meant it