Chapter 15

POV Sara

As I transformed, I grabbed a piece of my clothes and dragged them to where he was. I heard his soft laughter giving me chills all over my body, transmitting to my being his happiness. He grabbed the clothes, shaking them to remove the branches and possible leaves that were there. He left them on a rock next to the blanket, turned around, and looked at me carefully.

“Sara? What is this? I didn’t see it before.” She mumbled, getting down to my level. I felt her fingers trace a stripe down my fur from my ear to the look of my ribcage. “It’s a scar, where did you get it?” This he said, taking my head between his fingers and massaging my head, making my memories more pleasant and easier to recall.

The first memory that came to my mind was a few years ago. James had come home drunk, and I was playing with his Beta in my wolf form. He saw me and, in a fit of jealousy, threw me against one