Ava's POV
I stayed in bed for the remainder of the day and when I woke up Monday morning, I felt so much better and honestly, I couldn't lay in this bed any longer. I still had some cuts and bruises, and my shoulder was sore but nothing I couldn't live without. I got up and took a shower and washed away all the dried blood and dirt and washed my hair and felt even better after my shower.
Once I was ready for the day I wanted to speak with my father. I headed to his office, knowing that was where he was. I knocked on his door and he quickly yelled out for me to come in. I took a deep breath and steadied my nerves and went inside.
"Ava, dear, why are you out of bed? You should be resting."
"Dad, I'm not a child anymore. I have my wolf and am mostly healed. I wanted to speak to you about
