Chapter 225

Avena sat on a low stool, tending to her wounds carefully. The wound wasn’t a deep one and had started to heal itself by now. That was one of the perks of being a werewolf. On some days, their healing abilities sometimes felt like a blessing— just like on a day like this.

Cotton wool in her hands, she gently wiped the blood off her right knee before applying some ointment and then wrapping it up with a band -aid. Small sniffs could be heard every now and then, followed by wiped away some tears.

Soon she was done and she paused, staring at the large bruise on her knee The wound will heal soon, but about the wound in her heart?

Will that ever heal?

Avena smiled sadly. Maybe not. It would be better if she just accepted she was meant to be alone.

She remembered how she eagerly waited for the day she would find her mate.

Avena had endured this lonely life for so long because of the hope of meeting that one person who'd love and cherish her. The one w