Greta's POV
The last couple of days had taken a big toll on me, not to mention my wolf. Since we came here to Amy’s pack everything had been intense, unexpected, and painful. The mark on my side was healed, it didn’t hurt, itch, or burn as I expected, but every time my eyes landed on it, my heart ached.
‘I know how you feel, because I feel the same, but we knew the cost and we agreed without hesitation.’ my wolf reminded me.
‘I know, I know. I just—’ I sighed audibly, ‘I just hope he’ll forgive me, and that we both have a chance at love after all.’ I wept.
I couldn’t help my tears. My wolf cried with me whenever the thoughts invaded my head. Mæra had warned us about the consequences and seeing the outcome if I didn't follow the path that was made for me, I was damn sure that this littl
