Warren
Damn that woman! She’s incredible. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had this much fun instigating someone. Probably never.
When Charlie follows Yara out of the room, I look down at myself. I realize that I’m still covered in dried blood and gore from the battles earlier today, or maybe it’s yesterday now. I’m pretty sure it’s morning now.
While they’re gone, I carefully get out of bed and wrap the sheet around my waist. I couldn’t care less about walking around the pack naked, but I have a mate now. I don’t want her thinking that I’m flaunting myself in front of other she-wolves.
I realize quickly that while my leg is mending, I can’t put my full weight on it yet.
‘Those missing slivers that our mate mentioned have to be regrown, Warren. That takes time, but I’m working as f
