Adaline pov
I was woken up in a bedroom I didn’t recognize. I was laying on my stomach. I felt that I still had my bra and shirt on and it was bunched up against my boobs and my ribs but it was hardened with my dry blood and my back was exposed. Quickly I went to get up, but warm soft hands gripped my shoulders and pushed me back down. “What’s going on?” I asked, alarmed.
“You’re receiving medical attention from the healer. I’d suggest you stay put and allow her to continue.” Tate replied to me in a cold harsh voice. Weakly I felt my wolf give a hop, happy that he cares about us enough to take care of us. I ignored her, brushing my light brown hair from my eyes as I turned my head to the left where I heard his voice.
He was leaning against the door as far away from me a
