CHAPTER 188 Countdown – Part 2

  ~ NATALIE ~

  I hated myself, hated myself, for the fickleness of my heart. For all the ways I feared and doubted, and dragged other wolves down with me.

  I knew it about myself and if there was anything I could change, that would be it.

  It was a fierce irony to me that everyone liked to talk about how strong I was, when I knew the truth was that I wasn’t strong at all. I was stubborn as fuck, and prideful—some might say narcissistic, but I didn’t think that was it.

  The truth was, I was so scared most of the time, I was ready to fight even when I shouldn’t. I created conflict because I was terrified of being surprised by it. And other wolves saw that as strength.

  They were insane.

  Cara was strong—she let the world roll over her and she just kept going. She let herself be happy and excited, and dealt with the shit when it hit the fan. She didn’t live in this constant place of what the fuck is about to go wrong.