Chapter 91
- Third Person’s POV
- Theo Hale stood at the edge of the dimly lit room, watching the she-wolf in the hospital bed. Tessa Blackmaw looked more like a porcelain doll than the feared daughter of the Blackmaw Pack. Pale. Fragile. Hollow.
- He exhaled slowly, then stepped closer. “Tessa,” he said softly, his voice a careful blend of warmth and resolve. “I know what happened in your room yesterday.”