Izzy’s POV My hand fits perfectly in his. Tingles are rushing all the way up my arm as he rubs small circles on the back of my hand. Could it be possible that I found someone who will love me finally. My bag bumps my hip with every step I take and I get lost in thoughts of the past and what is to come. I make a list in my head, my mothers death, the constant abuse, being rejected, escaping, letting Cas out of her shell, the freedom I felt when I left the old pack. Now I think of the man holding my hand, wondering what his name is. Cas agrees with me wondering who our savior is. I see the glow around me when she peers out of my eyes with me. She licks her chops, like she wants to take a bite out of him.“Just ask him Izzy, I don't think he will hurt us.” she shrugs. Snapping out of my head I realize that he is studying me curiously. I see his eyes flicking back and forth from green to onyx. So I know that his wolf is looking at me too. “What is your name?” I ask cautiously.“Nic
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