Chapter 49 Targetssarah Pov

I slept badly that night. The girls were tired out from the trip to the arboretum and fell asleep in their bed without even a bedtime reading. After about an hour of lying there, I realized I was missing Zane’s villa and desperately wanted to get home. I was enjoying Los Angeles, but I wasn’t enjoying the parade of rich, powerful werewolves who had a 50 percent chance of hating me every time I met someone new.