Running from the Wolves (Wolfsbane #1)

by Lola Glass

I knew I should keep my trap shut and tell him to go home, but I wanted to talk to him. It had been a long time since I actually wanted to talk to someone. So I talked.

“I kind of like it here.” Jamie admitted. “It’s so loud I can’t really think.”

hope had a way of destroying a person more painfully than any truth.

“Do you trust me?” His lips quirked upward. “Depends on the day.” My mouth twisted in a smirk. “Good answer.”

I shot her an exasperated look. “Did you come here to question my coping methods?”

My anger vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sadness. This was my life, but it had never been mine. Other people always sat in the driver’s seat.

I’d always wondered what it would feel like to know I belonged somewhere. Now I knew.