Marked As Theirs
Chapter 65
Veronica’s POV
The next morning, the pain was gone.
Physically, at least.
That was the thing about being a werewolf, especially under a full moon. Broken bones, dislocated shoulders, gashes deep enough to drop a human flat all stitched themselves back together. The aches vanished like they were never there.
But the rest of it (the weight in my chest, the thoughts I couldn’t throw away) didn't heal. I doubt if they ever would.
I didn’t know if it was better to hate him more or to ignore him completely. Either way, I wasn’t about to deal with him today.
Seth, Beau, and I had already agreed last night that Alpha Liam needed to know about the attack. And we had told him. The Pack's trackers and some of the soldiers had gone to check the place where the figh
