Eden Grace
Eden was too stunned when her gaze followed the hard lines of his face taking in the dirt and blood that marred his skin, by the way the shadows clung to his features like a second layer of pain.
The dark red stain of blood had spread through his shirt, pooling beneath him. He looked nothing like the powerful wolves she had grown up hearing about.
He looked broken.
Eden pressed her fingers to the side of his neck and found a pulse faint and flickering, but stubbornly present. She thought to herself as she stared at him.
How long had you been lying here? What made you bleed in the dark with no one looking for you?
“Hey…Can you shift? Your wolf can handle this better. It will hurt less.” Eden said softly. “Your body will heal faster.”
For a moment, he did not respond. Eden
