Chapter 17— How far I’d fallen.

KYRA

My body ached like I’d been dragged through hell and back. And maybe I had. After all, what Tristan had been up to last night hurt like a goddamn bitch.

My sore muscles screamed in protest when I dragged myself out of my tiny bed.

My wolf had gone quiet, not even her usual morning buzz was present. Her happy bubble had burst last night, completely crushed after what we both experienced.

Not even the cold shower could wash away the weariness I felt ...