Lottie POV
The sounds of Mike's cries almost drowned out the Alphas question; scrunching my nose up, I looked down at Mike, who was sweating like a wh*re in church. The satisfaction of seeing him in physical pain should have made me feel better, but it didn't. Not even a little bit.
"Luna Charlotte?" It was Alpha Adam who broke the trance I was in, my fingers so far into Mike's wound that I watched the colour drain from his face and his head lull to the side. It still felt weird being called Luna. I wanted to correct them, but I had more important concerns right now.
"Lottie is fine." I whispered simply.
"Why isn't his wolf healing him? He doesn't have cuffs on." Adam asked, stroking my wrist carefully to get my attention; lifting my eyes to meet his, I sucked down the sob that was su
