Chapter Eleven

Roy stared at her after placing her on his bed. He gazed at her wounds, how deep they were. "You're no ordinary girl, you are more than just a mere slave." He whispered. Cara lay still on his bed, still unconscious.

The day was almost getting brightened but still slightly darkened. The wolves had started parading around while slaves that were meant to clean the entire pack have began with their daily routine.

He picked up a white cloth and deepmed it inside a bowl of water. He rubbed her wounds gently to clean off the stains of blood off her nostrils and shoulder.

"What is this tattoo... This is a symbol... could it be a symbol of where you were born." He pondered as he was overwhelmed by this questions.``You're the one, I saw in my dreams, you fought the way you did with those Omegas.` He ruminated.

Cara wounds began to heal slowly, Roy smiled, glaring at her face. Cara opened her eyes all of a sudden, panting and trying to get up on her feet. "You have to lay still, your wounds are