CHAPTER 38 – Rachel

You would think that being stranded with three incredibly hot Lycans would be the sexiest adventure of your life. But the reality pales a little in comparison. First off, since we were awakened and escaped in the night, nobody had gotten any sleep. It's a bald-faced lie that Lycans don't need sleep. Newsflash, we pee, we fart, and we need sleep. Second, I learned that the packs the guys carried had ice and blood bags, so we were good for about forty-eight hours, beyond that we would be looking...