I was leaving my office, pleased with the progress of the work I had completed today. But, more so, pleased with the fact I had managed to stay away from the hospital for yet another day. I was doing well. It was like torture. And I had a feeling it was not helping me with bringing my wolf back to me, but I felt it needed to be done in a bid to bring my mate back to me. And, the updates from the hospital when I mindlinked them, sounded promising.
Things today had been slow. Which had made it harder for me to be distracted from my thoughts of Aria. That made it harder. Which was why it was good progress. But in completing the work I had, I had been able to look over the research about this rogue camp Micah had spoken of, and it appeared all he said was true. Other than a few very young ma
