ELLA'S POV
I pressed my back against the door and slouched to the cold marble tiles. My entire body still aches from the injuries I'd sustained a while ago. I reached for the edge of the sink and gripped the edge for support, while I slowly stood to my feet.
I sniffled, fighting back the tears that stung the corner of my eyes, from the pain that stemmed from the cuts on my flesh. Amidst the pain that swept through my entire body, I was proud that I had my wolf and it almost felt like we fought side by side. My senses were heightened now that I've gotten a wolf. I heard the steady footsteps of Christoper and my mind drifted back to him.
I sucked in a deep breath as the thoughts of him standing up for me flashed through my mind. It was strange. The jerks didn't think of anyone else othe
