Chapter 27: CLEANSING WOUNDS

Edeline “But I don’t regret it,” he added, his voice genuine. He wasn’t apologizing for what had happened. There was something commendable about how he let his wolf emerge so freely, even if it meant losing some control. He leaned back and reached for a backpack, unzipping it and pulling out a tissue. With careful precision, he wiped away his excitement from my stomach and wrapped it in a plastic bag, likely to bury it and keep it hidden from any curious wolves who might stumble upon it and catch our scent. If you’re picking this up from my personal chapters book, this is where you should continue. “I need to put some clothes on,” I said, attempting to stand up, but he stopped me with a gentle hand. “Hold on. Before you head back to the pack house, we should jump in the water. Check this out.” He handed me a bottle of body wash. The scent was nothing extraordinary, which made me wonder if Tatiana had been around recently. “Has she been here?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me