Wyatt
I gave up the pretense of trying to get work done and decided to go upstairs and catch some sleep before dinner. Of course, I couldn’t pass Bella's door without stopping to check on her.
Hailey had reported back that Bella had eaten breakfast, bathed, and taken her medicine before she crawled into bed to sleep. Hailey had also given us an earful of what she thought about the decrepit lowlifes that had done such horrible things to another person. I was glad to see that Hailey had taken a protective, motherly stance on Bella.
Since our own mother had passed, the former Beta’s mate had become our stand-in.
I eased open the door and peeked my head in. Bella was curled up in a tight ball, as though she were trying to protect herself, even in her sleep. Her cheeks were slight
