Chapter Thirteen. Back to work.
Ronnie stirred from her slumber, not sure where she was. In a cot, that was her last memory, but she felt even more comfortable as if something soft and cushiony was under her. The beautiful girl couldn’t make sense of it. Despite laying on a cold hard floor for over 18 months, she knew that a cot bed would never be this comfortable. She began to prise her eyes open, but a small voice in her mind halted her.
“I am going to retreat now, but I will talk to you when it is safe. We cannot afford for them to know I am active again,” The sweet voice of Orla told her. A small smile teetered on her lips, but she could not give anyone any cause to even slightly guess that her wolf was able to communicate with her once again. Ronnie could only hope that Orla’s sti
