Ember’s POV
I winced as I sat up in bed and threw the covers back.
I wasn’t sure what had happened last night, but I was sore as hell and my head was throbbing.
I frowned in confusion as I looked down at the raw mess of the skin on my arms.
How the hell had that happened?
‘You did that to yourself.’ My wolf informed me coldly.
‘What do you mean I did that to myself? Don’t be absurd.’ I scoffed.
‘You’re telling me you don’t remember anything from last night?’ She probed, her disbelief obvious.
‘Look, I don’t know why you’ve got such a stinking attitude towards me. All I remember is being pissed at Nate, and then after that? Well, it’s a bit fuzzy. Maybe I would remember if my head would stop pounding.’ I grumbled moodily.
A stony silence filled the void between
