JANA
I could hear everything that was going on around me. I could feel every warm tear drop from my mate's eyes on my skin, but I couldn't do anything to make him feel better or say anything to stop him crying because I couldn't even open my eyes or move my body.
I knew I was alive. I was certain of it. Unless my body had died and my spirit had remained with it, which was impossible because we all know that when a wolf dies, our soul will definitely leave our body immediately and no one could stop it from going to the realms.
"Anaya, please wake up," I softly whispered.
My wolf, who always understands everything, and I'm confident she could help me in determining what really happened to us after we bit Missy's father, who poisoned us with his blood.
"Jana, I'm frail. I don't think I c
