Chapter 42

JESSIE Pulling my hair out of my ponytail, I look in the mirror and watch as it falls over my shoulders in long, rolling waves. It hasn’t been this long for years. I always used to cut it short when I first escaped the Wolf. He would constantly tell me how much he loved my hair. Once I was convinced that he wasn’t coming looking for me, and I felt like I had changed enough from the seventeen-year-old girl he’d last seen, I let it grow again. I take hold of a small section and lift it to my face, inspecting the ends. It’s still in good condition, but I could do with a trim, and I need to speak to the brothers about making myself an appointment at a salon. I can’t help smiling at my reflection and how much the twins love my long hair. Liam likes to curl it around his fingers and Mikey sometimes likes to brush it. It kind of reminds me of being a kid when my mom would sit and comb the tangles from my hair for hours. Conor and Shane seem to love it too, although thinking about what they do