ZARA POV
"Hey..." Sabrina began, tilting her head slightly, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes. She hesitated, then pointed a finger vaguely towards my head. "Uhmmm, you still have some blood in your hair."
I blinked, a little confused. Sabrina wasn't usually one for subtle hints. "Blood?" I echoed, reaching up a hand to instinctively touch my scalp. My fingers brushed against something gritty and… yeah, definitely dried blood. "Oh, wow. Thanks."
Sabrina's expression shifted, a hint of amusement spreading across her face. "Almost looks like you've been having fun," she teased, but her tone was light.
I chuckled, a wry sound. "Fun? You could say that. It wasn't exactly a picnic." My mind flashed back to the night before. The group of rogue wolves, bold as brass, had actually
