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me.”
    “Yeah, well maybe you should have thought about that before you led them to me in the first place!”
    Tulip kicked her again. “I didn’t have a choice!”
    “You had a home here! You could have stayed.”
    “I’ve never had a home anywhere,” Tulip shouted. “I spent years waiting for Silas to notice me and almost as long waiting to be with Hale. Then, after I betray all of my friends to be with him, he doesn’t even give me a second glance.”
    She kicked Taylor again. Taylor scowled and kicked her back.
    “Maybe you should reconsider your definition of ‘home,’ moron. You don’t have to be screwing someone to belong somewhere.”
    “Like you’re one to talk!” Her grip on Taylor’s wrists became painfully tight. “You can’t just be happy with Alder—you have to string Hale around, too. I saw the way he’d look at you. He’s in love with you and you probably don’t even give a damn about him.”
    “I do care about him,” Taylor said through gritted teeth.
    Tulip twisted Taylor’s arm at an awkward angle. “You can’t possibly be in love with two people. Which is it? Alder or Hale?”
    Taylor stood there, tears of pain running down her cheeks as Tulip bent her arm to the point of breaking. It was officially the lowest moment of her life, and this fact was only driven home by the knowledge that she couldn’t answer Tulip’s question. She couldn’t even force a lie past her lips, because somehow, she just knew that whichever name she uttered, it would be the truth.
    Narrowing her eyes on Tulip, Taylor bit out, “What the hell does it matter? Either break my damn arm or just fucking kill me like you did Hol— Holly !”
    Although Taylor couldn’t have been any less obvious, both in her exclamation and how she was looking past Tulip, the she-wolf didn’t catch on. Like everyone had said, Tulip just wasn’t that bright.
    “That fox? She lived?”
    “Damn right I did, bitch.”
    Tulip turned, but not quickly enough. Grabbing her by the head, Holly silenced Tulip with a simple twist of her hands. Tulip’s slender body slumped over and fell to the ground, her neck snapped.
    Taylor fell to the ground beside Tulip’s corpse. Her entire body was shaking, but not from shock or hunger. For the first time, she became aware of how freezing cold it was. Icy rain had plastered her chiffon dress to her body like a second skin.
    Holly crouched down to examine her handiwork. “I’ve been waiting a week to do that.” Her gaze moved to Taylor. “Christ, what the fuck did they do to your face?”
    Taylor squeezed her eyes shut and ignored the question. “Where are Alder and Hale?”
    “Glenn disappeared earlier in the day. Everyone went out looking for him.”
    If it was possible, Taylor felt even colder. She remembered Penny, Glenn’s friend, lying dead on the forest floor.
    “Did they find him?”
    Holly offered her a hand, helping Taylor to her feet. “Not yet.”
    Taylor was surprised to see that Holly actually looked a bit sad over this.
    “Come on,” she said, taking Taylor’s hand. “We have to get you back to the den.”
    Taylor resisted. “They have Snow.”
    Holly’s grip became firm. “And I have you. Now, let’s go.”

CHAPTER TWELVE
     
    Hale pressed his nose to the ground. It was faint, but there.
    Taylor’s blood.
    His mate’s blood.
    As abruptly as he’d stopped, he was running again, following the direction of the trail. The rain didn’t help. In fact, he had never hated rain so much in his fucking life. It poured down from the sky, diluting Taylor’s scent in some places and completely washing it away in others.
    Often, he would find himself going long stretches without catching the barest trace of her scent. Those times, he had to rely on intuition to guide his feet. If he were the Whiteriver bastards who’d captured her, which way would he go?
    Apparently, he was rather good at this, because he always picked her scent up again. But each time her scent