She limped, the pain in her entire body excruciating even as her wolf started to heal her, making it to the safety of the forest out of town unhindered to her complete surprise, having assumed either the werewolf King (yes she'd known instantly it was him) or Jordan would have followed her.
It took hours for her body to completely heal, Melissa not shifting back to human form until it was done, dressing into the clothes she'd stolen off a clothesline on the way through. She scowled. Her plan hadn't worked. Sandra was dead and it was causing her no end of grief as the mate bond disappeared, her chest hurting near her heart. She'd manipulated Sandra into the plan believing it would work. Now she would be forced to come up with something else that would have a 100 percent certainty of succe
