Chapter 28

After my accident, everyone tried to convince me that I'd hallucinated seeing Jesse. They insisted that they'd had a traditional werewolf funeral for him, and that me thinking that I'd seen him that day was because of the knock to my head when the car hit me. And even though common sense and logic told me they were all right, in my heart, I still held hope that he was alive.

I'd started up classes again and decided against joining the cheerleading team despite the insistence of most of my Sorority sisters. Instead, I focused on track and took up my old ritual of an early morning run. This morning I was up at four forty-five, had a protein shake, and left by five.

Chase didn't like me going for a run alone and kept going on about Alphas, Sires and, kings. Blah, blah, blah. He would send different guys out with me each morning to run behind me, or Arabella would come with me, but today I left an hour early so that I could get some peace. I needed to clear my head and I coul