WindSwept Narrows: #19 Lacie

Lacie Barton always believed she had an open-mind. But when the wolf, yes a real wolf, began watching her just on the other side of the fence at the outskirts of the WindSwept Narrows property, she finally admitted to herself that was a little odd. But not nearly as odd as the man who appeared out of nowhere with hair as dark as the wolf's pelt and just as smooth.