Alpha Kane
Zara's condition was normal. Aside from bruises on her neck, shoulders, and arms, she was unharmed. She was a she-wolf, she will get well soon, her wounds will heal quickly on their own.
Relief spread like warmth, unraveling the cold terror in my chest.
There were no broken bones, only broken nails and bruised knuckles. Although the sight of her injuries enraged me, I was proud of the way she fought.
Her loss of consciousness was primarily due to claustrophobia, and the doctor assured me she would regain consciousness soon.
The hospital, where we placed her, was one of the hospitals I often donated to. The CEO was a close acquaintance of mine and, at my request, kept the news secret, so we didn't have to call the police.
Olfie brought me her phone. Knowing her password, I unlocked it and saw that her father had sent her several messages.
