Cole
Rebecca squirmed. She looked like she was trying to fight. She was fighting, only she couldn't move but you could see it in her body language, she was tensed all over. I pulled back letting go of her pants.
"I’d rather die than join the rest of them. I’ll never sell myself for a better life here."
Her whisper was barely audible, but I caught every word. And I hated what I heard. Sell herself? What the hell was she talking about? Did something happen to her while she was enslaved in my brother’s pack?
A deep growl rumbled in my chest.
"Don’t bother," the healer said.
I snapped my head toward her. "What?"
I’d forgotten I wasn’t alone.
The healer stood at the back of the room, pausing in her work to study Rebecca, her sharp eyes narrowing like she was trying to piece something t
