GINA’S POV

I woke up trying to recall when I had even drifted off to sleep. Memories from the previous day flooded my mind, and the last thing that happened before I passed out came back to me. I sat upright, relieved to see my wrists and ankles weren’t bound to the bedpost anymore. My gaze moved to my chest and I was surprised to see the wounds healing rapidly.

I wondered if it had to do with the solution Devyn had applied to my wounds or my werewolf genes.

Whatever it was, I was ...