Chapitre 45: Desire and Love Making

***Ryker***

I sat silently at my parents living room, my ongoing thoughts drowning the chatter in the room. Hours of interrogating Monica bore nothing related to her escape. To begin with, her right thumb was bandaged and when I unwrapped it, a quarter of the finger was missing.

She was the same person Theo remembered seeing when he was immured. But that had been weeks ago, she would have been healed by now. Near rhetorical questions kept on pressing my conscious for answers. Why? Is it because I finally got mated? Is it the reason she sought out my cousin? To hurt him as revenge against my death sentence to her?

'Ryker I already told you that her mental state suffers greatly. Her wolf is so weak otherwise by now that wound on her thumb would be healed. I need to heal her first then we can question her when she is back to normal. ' Tamara, whispered beside me, rubbing circles on my back with her tiny palm.