After it was over, Raven stood up, adjusted his clothes, and walked away without a word. Cara lay sprawled on the bed, the bandage on her back soaked with blood, and silently let her tears fall.
She knew she shouldn’t cry, shouldn’t shed another tear for someone as cruel as Raven. But… just this once. Let these final tears be the farewell for the mate who was no more, for the love that had turned bitter. After today, she would let go of all distant memories, no longer hold on to any hope for the wolf who had broken her heart.
Mrs. Myra pushed the door open and stepped in. She found Cara lying there naked, disheveled, the wound on her back reopened and bleeding through the gauze. With a sigh, she said,
“Clean yourself up. I’ll send someone in later to re-dress your wound.”
Then she bent
