Demons aren’t real, right? I don’t know what’s chasing me. I always run before it gets too close. I know what will happen if I stay in one place too long. Trust me; it doesn’t end well. I thought I would be safe for a few more months. Usually, it takes a while for it to find me after a big move, but something doesn’t feel right. Someone or something was in my apartment. I know I should run again, but I’m sick of running. And now there’s Ian. He says I’m his mate, whatever that means. I keep telling him I’m not his, but he doesn’t listen. I guess he wants to help. I don’t know what he did to me, but I hate being away from him. If I run, I would be leaving him too. Whatever’s after me is coming, and I know it won’t stop until it gets me. I want to fight back, but I don’t know if I’m strong enough. The monster always wins, and I always run. Can I change that?*Updated Cover*