Oh my God, it's Des. I'm so sorry.
Odessa panicked, holding his face and inspecting the wound.
She shouldn't have sparred with him with real silver.
It was dangerous and stupid on her side.
But she thought she wouldn't be able to land a hit on him.
She guessed she was wrong.
Odessa had been struggling with nightmares for the past month.
Each day got worse than the last.
She feared Desmond would send her away and back to her old pack.
That was why she had been avoiding him at all costs.
Some days, she would stay awake till the early morning without a wink of sleep.
Just so she didn't have to bother him with her problems.
She didn't know what was happening to her.
Even her wolf had been silent and unreachable.
She was depressed.
And the only way to let out some steam was to tr
