CHAPTER 33

  Revenge is best served rejected

  I wake in my bed at the pack house, alone. The twins are back to their training regime early morning now and I miss waking up tangled in them and cozy. I am thankfully healthy and happy again though and looking forward to getting back to school with the heightened security in place. I'm a little disappointed to be changing some classes to fit with me not being away from my mates but they have also made some sacrifices for my safety and I can always retake the classes if I want to in the future.

  Argon hasn't been seen or heard from for a couple of weeks now and for that I am scared but so grateful, though the worry that he will most likely try again is still there and the disturbing images of that day have stayed with me popping up every now and again in the form of nightmares.

  We only have a few months of our last year of High school left and honestly, the whole experience has been hectic and somewhat traumatic.