Lia's point of view
I remain motionless, my eyes fixed on the distance watching the place where the trucks had driven away, their silhouettes now nothing more than a dark point in the morning fog.
Anything to avoid looking at the slain Wolf behind me.
I feel a hand on my shoulder again and turn to find William there. While I had been observing the place where Dominick had disappeared, William had been observing me.
"They'll be back soon," he assures me, that kind smile still on his face. Part of me wonders how I can keep smiling with the corpse of the Wolf lying in the grass behind us.
The other would like him to get his hand off me.
Both Dominick and Sacha were aware of my slight aversion to being touched. Not that it was a phobia or something serious like that, but in my life of s
