Lyric Adams pov Hearing Willow's light snoring, I soon joined her in a healing sleep. Unfortunately, my body was healing, but my trauma was untouched, and when I awoke the following morning, I was in a detached mood. “How are you? Did your wolf heal you, um, downstairs?” Willow asked, and I nodded. “Yeah, I just feel a little sore, but it's manageable,” I said softly. “Let's go to the kitchen and start our day,” she sighed. After dressing in jeans and a tee, I followed her to the packhouse kitchen. I saw my old Alpha's red-eyed guard, and he instantly focused on me as I entered the area. Lowering my eyes, I tried to hide from the huge Lycan guard, but he started to stride straight to me. “Miss Adams, let me see your brand,” he ordered. Reluctantly, I turned my wrist and peeked at him to see his eyes widen. Without saying anything, he grabbed my arm and then turned abruptly. He dragged me off, leaving me to question what he was doing. “Where are you taking me?!”
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