Tess
I’m sitting quietly with a fresh cup of coffee opposite Cora, who’s burning holes into the coffee table, still in shock over my words and seeing my scar-free back.
I don’t blame her. It is pretty unbelievable that a shifter’s blood could do something like that. I wasn’t kidding when I said she’s powerful, and now that I have accepted her as my Alpha, I feel that power deep in my heart and soul. She didn’t just heal me; it feels like Demy, my wolf, and I have been reborn.
That rebirth might also be the reason behind my behavior last night, not that I feel bad about ripping into that pig or threatening that Alpha.
The corner of my lips smugly twitched against the mug's rim, remembering last night. Damn, that felt good.
I meant it when I said nobody touches my girls and gets aw
