Rebel
I limped back to my room. My everything hurt, from my pounding head to my blistered feet, and every bit of muscle and connective tissue in between. Lily’s wolf had backed into her usual corner and was silent, refusing to help with healing.
It almost felt like she was punishing me for taking Lily’s body. But it wasn’t like I’d had any choice in the matter.
When I staggered through the door, Tamara was already waiting for me. She had the bathtub filled with hot water and Epsom salts, a bottle of water spiked with raspberry-lemon-flavored electrolytes, and a pair of soft, clean pajamas.
I stood and spread my arms like a toddler and let her undress me. There was nothing sensual about it tonight. My clothes were rank and damp with sweat. My hair was limp. Just the act of lifting my ar
