Chapter 155: The Feral Wolf

As Clayton stirred, Camden retreated, the terror from her earlier encounter with him racing to the forefront of her mind. She withdrew about two feet from the bed, watching him with fear and curiosity as she saw his eyes begin to flutter and open. Clayton looked disoriented as he scanned the unfamiliar surroundings with bleary eyes, trying to establish where he was, when he saw Camden, her gaze fixed on him as panic and apprehension filled her. She held her breath and her heart began to hammer in her chest. As soon as he locked eyes with her, Clayton immediately began a retreat of his own, shuffling backward across the bed, as if trying to get away from her. As if she were the one who was the danger here. In his urgency to put distance between the two of them, he fell off the bed with a loud thud on the wooden floor. His breathing was rapid and panicked and his eyes wide and wild. Camden was frozen in place, wanting to run, but seemingly glued to the spot. "You need to go, Cam! You hav