Terri’s POV
I close the door to the bathroom and lean my back against it. I was no longer willing to look at Hudson in his shock mixed with misery. Poor bast@rd took it harder than I expected, watching him hurt was worse than I could have imagined, it made me forget about my own suffering for a moment. No, it made me feel selfish and caused my first sliver of doubt.
‘Enyo?’ I called out but got no response. I just severed her bonds to his wolf, I shouldn't expect any sympathy from her.
I held my breath as I heard Stav help Hudson out of my suite. I counted to 20 trying to calm my mind, then I took a discrete sniff of his scent. His smell of cloves and cinnamon and Lacey’s brown sugar scent were already fading. They both still smell so good. Breathe through this Terri. We are a thorough
