That didn’t mean I would let her set me free. *** I hadn’t thought monsters were real, much less that one would get caught in my snare. He could have freed himself, but he insisted I do it. My hunger is nothing compared to the way he looks at me. The children’s stories warning that I’d get eaten by a monster takes on a whole new meaning with me on the cusp of my first heat. And I’m tempted to let him devour me if it means escaping the alphas of my village.