Chapter 59

The full moon was near, some days had passed since what happened to Helena, since then she remained in a kind of shock lying on the canopy bed, she wanted to get up, release any power she had against the odious, repulsive Lance Chase.

For everything he had done.

But if she felt useless, incapable, it was as if he had undermined all her forces, and it left her terrified, Helena spent days in bed remodeling in her mind every moment of that violence... wondering how she could let herself be dominated so easily, how you let it happen. And worse, would Lance tell anyone?

Then she remembered how sensitive wolves were to smells, any member of the Pack who came near her would know. Immediately she would know.

That couldn’t happen. Never.

Two knocks on the door removed her from her thoughts, Helena remained silent, if it was Lance Chase he would open no matter what he said, since what happened he came to her rooms every two days, the knock on the door was only to alert her of his infamous pres