CHAPTER FIFTEEN

FIORELLA

Waking up and finding my mate, no, let me rephrase that, finding that foolish male wolf next to me annoyed me so much that I picked up a glass from the nightstand and banged it on his head, waking him up. After he growled and asked me to leave the room, I walked away without looking back. I found my way back to the room Helena had shown me that day, the room where she stayed and tended to my wounds. In there, I lowered myself on the bed, sighing.

Looking around the room, I realized how lonely I was. Aurora would never let me stay idle even for a second. She always made sure I was occupied with doing one thing or another. She goes beyond her limits to make sure I have a smile on my face. But here, no one cares. Even my mate who is supposed to care so much about me, acts like he had been taken over by some witches that escaped their coven. Still seated on the bed, deliberating on my life, noise broke out, I understood what was going on instantly. The pack was under attack.

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