Mel.
"Oh my God! mum?" I rush to her ignoring the pain in my limbs.
"Oh honey, they found you" she cries and I hug her battered body carefully not to hurt her more.
Why isn't she healing? Werewolves heal fast right?
"What did they do to you?" I whisper tearing up.
Her clothes are bloody, dirty torn and reduced to rugs.
Her beautiful face is swollen with purple marks and bruises all over her face, she has dark circles around her eyes. Someone else won't recognize her.
Her two fingers are missing, clearly cut off and she's still bleeding.
Her legs are bare and her hair is all over the place.
Dried tears are stuck on her once radiant face, and this sight of her breaks my heart.
"They wanted me to lure you out but I couldn't do it. Honey, they took Jake too, am sorry" she cries and I
