Chapitre 36: Chapter 36: Stark Reality

Mila took a sip. “It’s nice. Thanks, Jo. It’s warm, too.” She smiled weakly.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Josiah headed to the door. “I’m going to make you some soup.”

With a feeble smile, she thanked him. She took a sip of the hot chocolate again. The warmth entering her body dispelled a little of the cold she felt. A single tear slid down her cheek.

The tear was followed by another bigger one. And then another one. Soon, small streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.

Shakily, she put the mug down and wiped away the tears. She tried to ignore the dull ache in her heart, but her pounding headache reminded her that Rowan was marrying Sloane the day after tomorrow.

She couldn’t do it. Mila decided to leave White Claw. She recalled the escape route Carlos had outlined. The big human city bordering the pack territory was the perfect place to lose her trail.

She had to keep it together so that Josiah wouldn’t suspect. She found some tissue and blew her nose.