Lina's POV
On the southern outskirts of Burndale stood a lakeside cottage nestled halfway up the mountainside.
I knew this place better than anyone. I'd been locked inside it for months—Damon's gift to me, except it had never really been a gift at all. It was a cage. If I hadn't threatened to end my own life, I never would have walked out of it.
I never thought I'd set foot here again. This place was unlike anywhere else in Burndale—Damon killed any wolf who so much as came near it. So no one ever did.
Not even Damon himself dared cross that threshold.
Which was exactly why I'd chosen it.
There wasn't a single version of Damon Reese who would ever think to look for me here.
I wasn't afraid of being discovered, because not only was I coming here, I also knew how to by
