Ivy tried to sound normal. As if the pain of that loss wasn't still alive and digging into her soul like a dagger. Her heart stilled as she recalled that day as if it was yesterday. The silence of her wolf, the only companion she had in that hell, hit harder than any whip could. It broke her in ways that she didn't think was possible.
Her voice came out cold and bare of it's emotions, just like her heart felt in that moment.
She blinked hard, forcing back the tears before they had the chance to gather and fall.
Her words left the room in a stunned silence. No one knew how to respond, not even Emma. She couldn't even maintain the facade of concern anymore, shock written all over her face.
Losing ones wolf was unthinkable to most. It was rare, something that only happened under extrem
