Death is Easy (Second Chances, #1)

by Letty Frame

“Um...” I usually cry. I don’t have good relaxation methods other than breathing properly and crying.

It causes the bear within to grumble as he claws at my mind to take over. We’re not near a fucking lake, though, so it’s not like he can go catch her a fish. Even if he could, she’s not going to eat a raw fish. So he’s useless.