Aura's POV :
The next day, I woke up alone. Dalia was nowhere to be seen. I went to the attached washroom and freshened up. My wounds are almost healed now. I reapplied the ointment kept by my bedside and came out with the towel wrapped around me. I don't have any spare clothes with me. For that, I had to wait for Dalia.
When I stepped out, I saw a new pair of shirts and pants neatly folded on the bed. I know Dalia must have kept it for me. I wore it and I felt better. I looked in the mirror and saw a scar almost close to my neck. I trusted my friends. I know they wanted to make it more believable. But out of reflex, I moved a little and it's going to be a scar now. Damn, if I had my wolf with me, then I could have healed at a faster rate. And there won't be any scars either.
"Oh Missy
