When it begins to pour, all the wolves head back to the caves. We all shake just inside the entrance. Once we’ve gotten as much water as possible off of ourselves, we shift back, then head further in. “Quite a storm,” Ryder comments. I know this is his way of respectfully asking why I didn’t cancel the run when I smelled the storm in the air. “Thought we’d be back in time,” I mutter. The pack is already dispersing and I turn to head toward my sweet, but Allison Martin appears in front of me and looks terrified. Ryder smirks at me and I know exactly what he’s thinking: if Ali wanted to marry me all those years ago, who’s to say she doesn’t want to now? Maybe she’s the one behind all the trouble we’ve been having. Maybe she resents Red and the relationship I have with her. Something tells me this isn’t Allison’s doing, though. She may have had a crush on me, but she was never vicious. If anything, Allison was always too nice.
