GINA’S POV
I woke up trying to recall when I had even drifted off to sleep. Memories from the previous day flooded my mind, and the last thing that happened before I passed out came back to me. I sat upright, relieved to see my wrists and ankles weren’t bound to the bedpost anymore. My gaze moved to my chest and I was surprised to see the wounds healing rapidly.
I wondered if it had to do with the solution Devyn had applied to my wounds or my werewolf genes.
Whatever it was, I was grateful for it.
Anger bubbled through me as I descended from my bed and made my way to the bathroom. My anger was directed at Jessica for being a complete b***h—though I had given her what she deserved. Additionally, I was also mad at Devyn for handling me so roughly the other day.
I wasn’t sure if what he
