Sierra's pov
I don't know if it was just my imagination, or my excitement. With every chunk of meat I tore, savored and swallowed...I could feel energy flowing through my veins. The meat, rarely done just the way we like it, was bringing me back to life. I hadn't realized how famished I was. I was actually surprised at the way my body was reacting to the meat. It's almost like fire flows through my body and I feel refreshed, revitalized, alive-with every bite. Then a thought crosses my mind, flashing through my mind like a white hot meteor. "I'm finally healing..."
But before I can even register that thought fully, another, more real and urgent thought, floods my mind, my wolf. Wouldn't it be too surreal for her to be back already. Regardless, I couldn't help but try and feel for her.
