Lovely Bad Things Trisha Wolfe Novels & Stories

Fifteen years of loyalty and of trust between us…and now I was feeding him false information, watching him take the bait, preparing to destroy him. I should have felt something. Anger. Grief. Betrayal. Instead, I just felt tired. Tricia was asleep on her side of the bed. She had fallen asleep sitting up, still in her clothes, with her shoes on… She couldn’t even get undressed before she slept…I guess that told me everything about how exhausted she actually was under all that front she was trying to put up. She had been through more in the past few days than most wolves endured in a lifetime, and she was still standing and fighting.