Serissa
The crescent moon hung just above the horizon in the distance as I sat and watched from the top floor garden. Somewhere out there, doctors were forcing Donovan through a painful shift. It was his only hope to survive the beating he'd taken the night before, but not every wolf was able to handle the pain enough to actually complete the shift and heal.
I'd spent the whole day reading everything I could get my hands on, and I knew what I had to do. I could only hope that Donovan would be fully healed when I saw him, because I was going to hurt him. A lot. I had to hope it wouldn't kill him, though, because I knew I couldn't put it off. If I tried, I would lose my courage and it would only be a matter of time before something like last night happened again. Or worse.
“Serissa?”
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