Jo-anne POV
Jo-anne was out of her bed and heading down the hospital corridor, when she saw T.J. walking towards her; a frown on his face, he was clearly very unhappy with her being out of her bed. She put a hand up in front of her, the moment his mouth opened, she could only imagine, to chastise her; stopping him from voicing his annoyance or concern. Which it was, she didn’t care.
“Don’t try and stop me T.J., I want answers. Then you can do what you want with her, kill her. I won’t stop you, I don’t care anymore.” and right that moment she didn’t care, it was taking all her willpower and strength, for her to get up and out of her bed.
“Do you mean that?” he asked, disbelievingly.
“Yes,” she stated. That woman had hurt her wolf, Clova was fading fast, and once she was gone, Jo-anne k
