Galena swallowed her growl of fury as she watched the young human woman in front of her trying to stop the tremors that were shaking her body.
‘You are safe now Carmela, you know that, right? No-one here will ever force you to do anything you don’t want to do’ the she wolf said gently.
The young woman’s eyes dulled, but she didn’t reply, her gaze never leaving the wall to her left.
Galena got the young woman to turn around, lifting the back of her shirt up to reveal her skin, which was a criss cross of angry red scars made by sharp claws that had been raked through her flesh, leaving it marked all over. Some were long healed, others fresh, barely knitted together, making movement difficult for the teenager. The doctor leaned over the side of the bed and opened her medical bag, pulling o
